Musings

Viewpoints

I got out early for my third day of Weed Attacking. Embarrassingly, I found this giant specimen, which has survived our awareness long enough to reach almost eight feet tall. Wish our basil had that much robusticity.

After a shower, we hit the road and headed south-southwest…where we could see Alabama from our perch. And spotted a great blue that I swear is on the Georgia side of the Chattahoochee.

On our return leg, we drove atop Pine Mountain…yes, there is a mountain south of Atlanta.

GR = greeniness

I decided today to propose a Green Ratio—an index of how spring-y or autumnal the season is. Today’s GR is high, but not yet 100. Or whatever fits the high end of the scale, or full summer green. Note that the shade of green is still springy, although the leaves are dense enough to make significant shade.

Do you see what I see?

White above

These are the peaks east of Sams Gap, which the Interstate crosses north-south, and the AT crosses east-west. And it’s the state line between Tennessee and North Carolina.

Geography lesson over.

Fortunately for us, the white stuff was at higher elevations than the road.

Cloud day

Early menacing clouds.

Mr Ohio’s childhood Big Rock. It’s about seven feet high, I’d guess (hard to tell scale in this image).

Vine scars.

Crossing the Ohio.

Thus, today’s visual theme is clouds. Wait, perhaps you are thinking, what about The Rock photo? That has, um, a puffy duvet of clouds.

Perfect spring weather

Pollen season, but pollen vanquished (temporarily) by storms in the last twenty-four. Sunny. Not hot, yet pleasantly cool. With dogwoods in bloom.

It’s just me

The color is ho-hum, but the shape-contrasts are fabulous.

And a wee update from That Corner. After having that smooth cement surface, today it got a new asphalt layer. That I didn’t expect.

Surrounded by spring

Took a lovely stroll through Le Parque aka Piedmont…glorious afternoon. Saw the (resident?) great blue three times; it’s usually just once as s/he stays in one place…unknown reason for agitation.

Truck soup

Truck soup

I neglected to drive the truck around and let the breeze suck the leaves out, and then it rained. Making truck soup. With redbud bud garnishes.

Drained now; truck soup is in the past.

Digital sundog?

Seems like a good name for this brilliant rainbowed sun-ray….

True

I admit: this is last evening’s moon. Most of today has been rainy, and it’s still too overcast to see that orb at the moment. I’ll look again tomorrow.

And this morning the dawn was pink/red along the horizon, and the Meteor-a said the color indicated that the weather would change and rain was coming. Just like the sailor saying.