Sunday, 17 March 2013
No Malus aforethought.
We broke our patterns and (drove) down to Grant Park to walk around the hills above and around the Zoo (without entering it), a rolling zone that used to have springs, but now has dry spots that used to be springs, including one with the label Constitution Spring.
Meanwhile, over by the Cyclorama (closed Sundays and Mondays), we found flags and blossom-heavy ornamental apples (I think).
Thursday, 14 March 2013
I like this spot where the creek cuts through a band of roca madre*.
Has anyone else realized that the name the Pope-Hope has chosen means Daddy Frenchie (chosen by a Argentine of Italian descent).
* Literally, mother rock.
Monday, 4 March 2013
Can you see the two goslings between Mama and Papa?
I’m guessing this is the goose family I saw in the making the other day…. I found the next empty except for some fluff being dispersed by the wind.
Sorry to send more goose-poopers out into the world; on the other hand, it’s a victory for Mother Nature to produce something from what had been for decades a yucky industrial site.
Sunday, 3 March 2013
A bit nippy and windy today, so we were very glad the sky was clear and the sun was out. Instead of walking in the park, we wandered IKEA. Buying nothing. IKEA was its usual Sunday-busy, and we had to park in the lower level; IKEA makes the choice for you, channeling vehicles with gates and orange cones, so that you feel like you’re navigating a giant pinball machine….
Thursday, 28 February 2013
I walked the Eastside Beltline today. I couldn’t face returning to Piedmont Park. You see…as I walked past a woman leaning on the railing looking at the lake, I thought, gee interesting pattern on her exercise tights. Then, I realized the pattern was tattoos visible through the tight-stretched material. I sped up, very glad she was facing the opposite direction.
Black cat curled up sleeping in lower left culvert; mailbox upper center (squint; look for orange).
Lots of animal evidence along the Beltline. I saw big horseshoe prints. I saw the black cat that lives at the hard-rain-overflow well (he’s got a new teensy mailbox—name on it: Piper). I saw lots of dog tracks, some muddy. I saw lots of robins and some other small birds. I saw skateboarders and skaters. No oxen or tigers. I smelled pigs. Well, pig excrement—the Trees Atlanta people were busy.
Rumor has it, they were preparing to plant a sea of oats. (Refer to twitter feed.)
Tuesday, 26 February 2013
A rainy overnight and morning transitioned into sun and fluffily clouds by late afternoon. I loved the light I found during a late-day walk, like this on a crepe myrtle.
Wednesday, 6 February 2013
Strong fog this morning, fading by the time I took this….
Wake up little Susie (not sure how this lyric applies; just more of my ennui?), or, How did this daffodil get facing “backwards” to the sun?
Two photos in this entry are consistent with my strange, wandery, indecisive day…not a bad day at’all, just a bit floundering a tad from one thing to the next….
Monday, 28 January 2013
I repeated some of yesterday’s route, making the rhino my turning point. One of the Japanese magnolias planted in the last year along the new Beltline walkway is starting to bloom.
Thursday, 24 January 2013
The Beltline along the abandoned RR by Piedmont Park, glorious in the winter sunshine today….
Date night here in ATL. We took a generous gift card over to Rathbun’s, one of the premier “fancy” places here in town, and enjoyed a lovely meal. With valet parking—soooo Downton.
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
I’ve been wandering lately (aka procrastination)—via satellite views on GoogleMaps. I found the Costa Concordia on its side next to the Isola del Giglio….
And I found a grey-face? Maybe? Is this an intentional distortion? An artifact of shadows?
This is on a partly destroyed cold war missile installation inland on Maryland’s Eastern Shore, called Tolchester. Still find the face mystifying.