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Tuesday, 24 November 2020

Every once in a while the cosmos and my activities correspond and I glimpse a colorful, well-lit moment of transcendent beauty like this. Sigh.
Tuesday, 24 November 2020

Every once in a while the cosmos and my activities correspond and I glimpse a colorful, well-lit moment of transcendent beauty like this. Sigh.
Tuesday, 10 November 2020

There are a variety of ways to measure time using plants. Sometimes the plants are at odds. This tree is leaves-on.

And this is under a leaves-dropping tree.
Clearly, time is marked by leaf-dropping/holding behavior. In this wee scenario.
Sunday, 8 November 2020

Yesterday afternoon was sunshine and horn-tooting drivers on all the main streets in this neighborhood, and I assume beyond. Today was a bit overcast and I didn’t hear a single honk. Sunday respect?
I posted a photo perhaps six weeks back with a red Virginia creeper on a tree trunk, so I’m repeating a theme, but, geeze, doesn’t this look foine?!
Saturday, 7 November 2020

It’s well into November, folks, but it ain’t over.
Georgia voters: elect Ossoff and Warnock the first week of January in the run-offs, and turn the Senate Democratic to help Joe and Kamala enact legislation and policy For The American People.
Wednesday, 4 November 2020

I decided to be quietly civic to ameliorate my “razor-thin” stress. I thought I would find it calming to walk around the park and the lake. Pretty day.

I saw this plant and thought I’d try to work in something about a Banana Republic, but I couldn’t come up with anything clever…well, anything. Plus, the other day I read about plants that look (to my eye) just like a banana plant, but produce no bananas. So…look: foliage.
Tuesday, 27 October 2020

I was lucky that this cluster of blooms was large enough that it had multiple bees…and I was additionally lucky that I could capture one’s soul.

Evening view. I hear that from midnight tonight until moon Thursday we are to have rain rain and more rain, with lightning for something like eight hours of that. Should make for an interesting drip drip walk tomorrow, ¿eh?, yet no bees?
Wednesday, 21 October 2020

We left all this loveliness today…my mother’s bell collection (do not know why bells), a painting by The Guru’s mom, and a painting by the local physician ca. 1960. His grandson is now a town doc…unless he’s retired now, too, like his dad-doc. I can’t keep up.

We zoomed high above this freighter…strange light, moderate waves, kinda windy on the bridge.
Long day…now behind us as we relax in a nameless hotel by another lake. Waiting for winter, ready or not. Truth: we’re readier than we were.
Tuesday, 20 October 2020

I went out to see the dawn, and found a skim of ice on the barrel en route. Love low-angle sunlight.

And, as I slipped under this branch to capture the brilliant orange light, I found this abandoned home. I looked closer, and found well over a dozen more. I don’t know if they were made by friend or foe.

Got in one final walk. I’ll remember this view often over the months to come.
Monday, 19 October 2020

Am I drawn to contrasts as I take photographs every day…

…or are contrasts just an inherent component of many pairs of photos?
Ladies and gentlemen, damas y caballeros, children and caballos—we have here: day and night. Pretty darned big contrast, ¿no?
Yes, at that moment the darkening sky was that blue…but the haziness is I think due to an imperfect focus rather than natural mist or haziness.
Sunday, 18 October 2020

This makes it clear why our ancestors named them white-tailed deer. And to the right out of this frame, two more groups totaling about this number again. The groups should be heading north into the swamp soon—most of them anyway….

I managed to be down at the beach when the sun almost came out for the day. Thankfully the rain we’ve been having has not brought up the lake level noticeably.