Musings

Window bright

Sometimes stained glass can function as a filter, and make already beautiful light even more gorgeous. [Do I use the word gorgeous too often?]

Night sky in my pocket

I’m assuming the hardware contributes, but I suspect it’s the software in my phone-cam that makes the night sky look like this—stars! How does it capture starlight so clearly?

I’m not sniffing THAT daisy

I’m thinking about the definition of democracy…then considering the destabilizing social discontent, the repeated unapologetic lying by squadrons of elected officials, and the rampant internet propagandizing…and I conclude that I don’t know where we’re going as a nation. Not that I have any political science chops or anything. 🤣

Regarding the title, I’m not sure that’s a daisy, and not a mum or an aster or some other botanical supporter of bumblebees.

Time to change

We strolled Piedmont Park this morning before the fog cleared. The actual old RR to the right is still in use, as the fancy new path for the BeltLine is not yet officially open, although it looks ready for traffic.

There’s the east lobe of Lake Clara Meer looking all placid and still a tiny bit obscured.

The rest of the day turned out rather weather-normal.

New index for autumn-ization?

The leaf fall rate really popped up today…with more and more coming down as the day went on. I propose a metric for that….

A bit of a tremble

The wind fought me, and made this three-second exposure a bit blurry, especially on the right. This fits the Sunday pace of life, I think.

Impossible dream

My spidee sense says a time change looms, and this lovely evening light will be sliding back…and our dark mornings will be lighter…that’s the flip side…. Impossibly, I’d like more light at both ends of the day.

Weather watch (again)

Confession: this photo is from last week in the UP, a daisy-ish fleur in a mowed path, nestled in with a dusting of fallen leaves.

I thought it was dry up there, yet it’s dry dry dry here, too—no rain yet in this month in ATL, which is…WOW!…as it’s already the 23rd. OTOH, it’s great to see a flower even if the weather is especially arid and un-supporting of plants.

Unexpected

Glacial erratic (taller than The Guru). I think.

Architectural remnant. I think it was the entry to an otherwise destroyed building, slightly modified to have four irregular sides…somewhat like a mini-chapel.

Light opera

Sorry if you think this post is about music. The light is the opera, here…. Pre-sunrise, on the way to the point.

The sun’s coming!

Ah, there’s the rise!

Looking back. Note the orange cast on the foam by the tiny, new island.

This is mid-day, looking south from the grove.

The cottage is oddly keystoned…so, keystone kottage?

We don’t cross the bridge this time of day, and so miss this every time—almost sunset.

And, from the first rest area south of the bridge.

Do you forgive me the title?