Tuesday, 28 August 2012
Kitch-iti-kipi, yesterday; those are “lakers,” one nickname I overheard for lake trout. We saw more trout in the spring than I’ve ever seen before. Not sure why. There are no little ones, so I’m guessing these are human-fed….
Lazily taking care of some chores and reading about France. Time to head out into the sunny day!
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Off-set and low-light. Is that a metaphor for the best of life?
Pre-sunset swim: best-of.
Don’t know the name of the freighter we saw an hour or so before I took this.
Honored? This was a late afternoon brain-dump. Of a sort.
Friday, 24 August 2012
I’m so lucky! I get two dawns today!
Here is the first, just a few minutes ago—no tweaks either from camera or Photoshop—this is the Mother Nature’s version.
I’ll see my second Dawn soon; she brings a smile to my face, too.
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
I watched these clouds with quiet enjoyment until I made the turn to head back to the house.
I’m feeling like a five year old these days. I broke the bow of my glasses the other day, just not paying attention.
Turns out that these fancy high-fashion specs are not easy to get fixed—they have to be returned to an agent of the manufacturer—in CALI! About a one-week turn-around! But my great glasses lady did a terrific temporary fix (shown is my taped fix) with some shrink-wrap miracle material, and I will treat them as…if they’re broken—that is, carefully. Hopefully, I can limp through and get a new pair soon (part of the fall out is a hastily scheduled eye-doc appointment)…blah blah blah.
Sunday, 29 July 2012
I can’t remember the last time I walked in Piedmont Park—before the crew finished fixing up the Park Drive bridge, which is now gloriously ready for this century.
Wednesday, 14 March 2012
It reached almost 80°F this afternoon, and—even with the time change—I can’t believe it’s March (in Michigan).
The sunshine tempted The Botanist out, where he perched on the broad redwood-board steps and surveyed his terrain—especially the garden between the lawn and the fence, and the maize-stubbled field beyond. The rich soil is now banded with weeds—need to get those turned under…tomorrow?—and think about what veggies to plant….
Tuesday, 13 March 2012
Today I did Botanist-work. I pruned back the main raspberry patch—well, about half the patch—stacking the canes for removal to…not sure—today’s job was pruning. The temp was about 65°F, and I may have gotten a touch too much sun on the back of my neck.
Sunday, 11 March 2012
Last night….
Honest, I was walking with a group, moving along the sidewalk, crossing streets with the lights, and looked west, and snapped. No waiting for the right moment, just snap and take a couple of quick steps to catch up.
Tuesday, 6 March 2012
Sometimes, small things can take over your psyche. Today I’m missing my coffee-partner, drinking my coffee-milk with yesterday’s coffee, refrigerated overnight. My small thing is solved, but life is one step sideways for the present.
Hot cuppa in hand, I see the sunlight laterally grazing the maize stubble. And I’m on to the next small thing.
Thursday, 1 March 2012
This is the power of weeds*; on this day, with temps reaching 51°F, one weed species (unknown to me) managed to bloom amongst the strawberry plants.
I couldn’t decide between the flower close-up (not a good photo) and the landscape (showing sky drama, but not a particularly good photo, either), for reasons that I cannot pin down. Hence, today is twofer day, and scale once again butts into my blog.
Not an hour after I snapped the flower photo, the sky became horizontally bisected; subsequently, the grey reigned and the sun abandoned us.
* Weeds are a concept, more than anything; they are culturally (socially) defined. They are plants, yes, and both species and individual specimens, that tend to grow where people don’t want them. Many people associate weeds with invaders of horticultural/farm plots, fields, and beds. But weeds can also be in your dooryard. So, I wonder if the concept of weeds originated with both sedentism and agriculture? Or just one of the two? Hmmm (meaning unanswerable).