Cercis canadensis
Wednesday, 16 March 2022

It’s redbud bloom season, and I’ve had a difficult time finding blossoms at my level.

Most have been far overhead. [Artsy photo; better idea than what I managed to capture.]
Wednesday, 16 March 2022

It’s redbud bloom season, and I’ve had a difficult time finding blossoms at my level.

Most have been far overhead. [Artsy photo; better idea than what I managed to capture.]
Monday, 28 February 2022

Today was not as warm as the last few days (when I looked for shadows to stay cool(er)); however, the light was fantastic. Nice to have the trees clear of leaves and the sunlight streaming through. [The beige leaves are mostly beech.]
Friday, 25 February 2022

I don’t know if this is the yucca I learned to call Spanish bayonet, however it has stiff, spiky vegetation and looks like a yucca. Yes, I got stabbed getting this shot.
Title refers to the number of ladybugs currently hanging in our upstairs bathroom. It’s the season when this happens.
Tuesday, 22 February 2022

We needed a high-quality leg-stretch today, and walked to the park. From the bridge we could look into the orchard. The weedy orchard. I think this overcast is exaggerated by a smear on my lens.

See? Also, note the aggressive green algae bloom. [Which our walking companion says was known as frog snot (was that it?) in the part of the rural Midwest where her husband grew up.]
Sunday, 20 February 2022

Nice colors in the sunrise sky. I looked the other way, and saw the moon, too, but it wasn’t photogenic (roofs).
Channel flipping brought us a few minutes of a replay of the closing ceremonies. I know that was supposed to be a stylized snowflake, but it looked more like a star in a Christmas play to me. I’m sure the Chinese officials did not expect a Christian interpretation. Did they use international focus groups?
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!