Musings

(Exhale) Lookee there

Look at this slow-water river. I’m still working out where all the sand came from. Upstream, yeah, but where?

Totally different scale: look at this dried trunk, cut to clear a path of a fallen tree, probably dead or almost dead when the wind rushed in.

V late 2024

I arose before the sun (I know it’s relative), and thought, this is the last dawn I’ll see of 2024.

When we were out doing our final errands, I chose some red food…that’s pickled beets and duh raspberries. I haven’t tried the former (yet), and the raspberries, uh, almost flavorless…but gorgeous (eat with your eyes doesn’t really cut it sometimes).

Winter-lit

I like the silver branches, side-lit and almost glowing. Lovely, sunny afternoon.

Looking about

I went down memory lane today and came up with this sunrise from October back when we were up in northern Michigan. What I was actually spending time delving into was the excavations in Cova del Toll and Cova del Teixoneres…although the caves are right next to each other, the excavated remains date to very different periods…early no-humans, then Neanderthal, then some human stuff. Cave deposits can be terribly complicated to figure out, and I’m only superficially delving into these (apologies)…anyway, pondering a sunrise is far easier.

Starlightbright

Eve sky

By some prominent calendars this is an important eve, as in the fading day before a day of huge import…so here’s a sky pic of the eve-sky that the Apple-land algorithm has made “lighter” than it was to my eyeballs standing there looking up. In short: stars! evening!

Day bracketing

This morning was all fog…and I somehow thought obscurity matched my mood.

This evening we had a flare of orange-pink, and I somehow thought things were looking up.

Story line

Sturdy leaf. Sunshine warmth. Stationary insect.

Over and out

I can’t figure an angle on this photo, today’s weather and news, and what I have read lately that doesn’t seem trite. So, I beg off with a simple goodnight.

Autumn organics

I decree: the lacy maple leaves are electrifying the sunshine.

On another street, I found a fallen sweet gum ball en route to becoming duff.

Ain’t no brain rot

Look at them branches! What a nest of angles!