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Thursday, 10 February 2022

I walk past this notch several times each week, and I admire it every time.
Thursday, 10 February 2022

I walk past this notch several times each week, and I admire it every time.
Tuesday, 8 February 2022

I was so focused on the sun-lit golden beech leaves hanging on, as they do, that I missed the (probably privet) branch boldly sneaking into the frame from the left.
Monday, 31 January 2022

Busy at That Corner. I count an even dozen of workers, and several more are outside the frame.

And here’s the Second Pump, wrapped to repulse ice? That’s my guess. Here the crowd is orange cones.
Sunday, 30 January 2022

I had an out-of-focus photo of a ho-hum dan-dee-lion, and the Guru gave me this pretty, which is a FAR better choice for presentation.
Besides, I am distracted trying to learn about microglia, as I happened upon two rather different articles about them. As I pondered what I could fathom from them, I concluded that their function is super important, but what I didn’t get was the proper care and feeding of microglia.
Title doesn’t quite fit. Humor me.
Saturday, 29 January 2022

Even before the sun came up, when I awakened, I knew the bedroom was over-lit, as in, there was more light than usual because it was reflected off white stuff that hadn’t been there when I went to bed.

However, by afternoon, the remnants survived only in deep shade. And our front walk is a bit icy, yet our mail-person delivered without a pause. Yay!
Sunday, 16 January 2022

Only part of the day was snow day. It began as a rain day, then morphed into sleet-rain…then actual accumulations that qualify as an icy version of Snow day.

This was probably about the maximum accumulation in our neighborhood. It’s still above freezing. At the moment. On this street.
Friday, 7 January 2022

…well, with lovely sunshine. And here wintery mix is cold and breezy, at least most of the time. White stuff is rare, and not present today. But the cold breeze did cut. However, daffies persevere.
Monday, 3 January 2022

Despite the sunshine, I braved a cool-bordering-on-cold wind, and learned once again that walking with the wind in sunshine is much more pleasant than walking in the shade and against the wind. Note how these bulbs are using a bit of added heat from the thermal mass of the adjacent low wall to get ahead of the curve.
Friday, 17 December 2021

Got more Blue Ridge vista views.

Got high-altitude clouds.

Got truly high.

Got Greenville.

And this is the view of Reedy Falls from the Freedom Bridge, above.
Thursday, 16 December 2021

Our first notable sight, however, was a covered bridge made of blackened, tarred (?), timbers. Private. Keep your vehicle off.

Today’s headline has to be about the long views, however. Especially long from the top of Mount Mitchell. Highest peak east of the Mississippi, if you can read the fine print.

And up in that rarified atmosphere, the acid rain is killing the most susceptible species (hemlock?), and the tree skeletons are being colonized by mosses and lichens. Life goes on.

At a lower elevation, another tree skeleton, very artful.