Saturday, 17 December 2022
Every once in a while I congratulate myself, very privately, on coming up with a mildly clever title for a blog photo. I called this one “lawn_jockeys.” These plants, whatever they are, are robust these days in neighborhood lawns, while simultaneously the grass is thin and de-energized. Perhaps the name only kinda makes sense.
Wednesday, 14 December 2022
This is the sky I was looking at three years ago, on 14 Dec 2019, somewhere north of Albuquerque. Little did we know what was coming that winter.
Monday, 12 December 2022
I didn’t pay close attention to the weather prediction this morning, and got the impression that we’d have off-and-on rainy weather. Turns out that this afternoon was to be—and was—lovely. Next lovely time will usher in the weekend.
Thursday, 8 December 2022
I am convinced that the “correction” on my phone’s camera makes the strangeness of fog…diminish. This is my best capture from the fog-season we’ve been living in most mornings lately. Embrace reality.
Saturday, 3 December 2022
Perhaps I shouldn’t use that title the weekend before an election run-off…to clarify, the surprise is that this tree (at the less-than-six-feet-tall stage at present) is in our back yard (aka garden in Brit Engl). I did not know we hosted a beech there. Yay; so classy! [The winter foliage of beeches is so distinctive. This species, Fagus grandifolia, is the only Fagus species in North America—pretty sure.]
Friday, 2 December 2022
While you may be thinking that this accumulation of ginkgo leaves means the ginkgo leaf drop has happened, lemme tell you that there are plenty of (non-scientific estimation) leaves remaining attached to the tree above.
Thursday, 1 December 2022
Here’s another beach that has a prominent place in my memory…this one facing east near Punta Cormorant, Floreana Island, Galápagos.
Wednesday, 30 November 2022
Sometime in the night, we woke up to realize that the power was out, I think because the smoke detector blipped. [The outage only lasted about two minutes, I was able to determine by looking at the stove clock much later.] I soon fell back asleep and sometime before I awakened and got up and headed for the coffee-maker, I had a dream that I remember little about except that I was standing on a sand beach next to Lake Superior. This beach is at the mouth of the Au Train River, last May. Look at that sky!
Sunday, 6 November 2022
Despite the color to these leaves, at night, moonlit, they look rather like snow might have accumulated, when my brain is sleepy.
Tuesday, 1 November 2022
We decided to early vote today. We cruised our polling place aka our library branch, and the line was short, perhaps five people waiting to get their IDs accepted. Thus, we only had a few minutes to watch—and hear—the acorn rain from these oaks along the back edge of the property, as we stood outside.