Wednesday, 22 July 2020
Fancy a human-made landscape? Here’s a transformation of tundra-swamp into open water…albeit shallow. When it was built in the 1930s, none of this vegetation in the water existed. Now, MaNachur is turning it back into swamp via mats of reeds and lilies and the like.
For now, trumpeter swans gracefully feeding. Shallow, no?
Tuesday, 21 July 2020
Mighty tasty black raspberries.
Lovely lake. Open sky.
Winsome woodchuck. [But a big eater. S/he moved on from the lawn to nab flowers. Rrrrr.]
Or maybe it’s more the images than the adjectives.
Sunday, 19 July 2020
We escaped the Metro. We found blue ridges. But not The Blue Ridges. Pretty pretty pretty.
On the move snaps can be blurry…or capture surprisingly pleasing not-what-I-was-hoping-for shots.
Thursday, 16 July 2020
I was heartened when I saw SOME overcast.
Turns out it was ephemeral.
And loaded with humidity.
Today, I’m in love with air-conditioning.
Tuesday, 14 July 2020
Now, I got going PRETTY early, but not SUPER early, and when I was in my first ten minutes and ramping up the ol’ heartbeat, I saw the sun was up enough to be in the rays, and I knew I had to head down over the ridge into no-rays territory, as in: no rays so just a WEENsie bit cooler.
No-rays means MOSTly no-rays: see! Ray action! And at the foot of the tree, a helpful marker. Aha: paperbark maple. Never recall seeing that name before. Must have, and it just didn’t register…too darned many darned plants out there to remember the names.
Friday, 3 July 2020
Soooo humid. And warm warm hot. So, out early, ahead of the full sun.
Me and this cottontail. Haven’t seen one in a while here in the city.
Strange world, under this mushroom. This space is about a centimeter and a half high.
Wednesday, 1 July 2020
The topography in this immediate area is that at dawn midtown is behind a bit of a ridge, then the sun gets high enough that it blasts he heights of the buildings in midtown. Like this. In this case: a view across the roof of a welding?? warehouse.
I’m amazed by this house…no parking signs on a public street with open parking. And threats of video surveillance. With cameras down the whole block, I assume funded by this resident. Hypothesis.
Sunday, 28 June 2020
Recently I’ve been trying to get out before the sun starts lighting the neighborhood. I may leave before the sun, but it’s usually blazing away by the time I return.
Folks who did yardwork on Saturday and put their bags of organic matter by the curb before heading indoors for a well-deserved cold one, got to enjoy nature’s art this morning…as the overnight rainfall re-sorted objects via curb-river.
The magnitude of the situation: worth no more—or less—than a cat nap.
About fifteen minutes ago we got the all clear on our city water—never was contaminated. Means I can make coffee in the morning…instead of limping along with a mokapot bracer. Lovely, but not the same.
Monday, 22 June 2020
We had a heavy-dew morning.
Then it was just plain humid. And hot.
And storms came through early this evening.
Sunday, 14 June 2020
Good vibes morning sky.
Don’t recognize this tree (shrub?).
Just a bit of mystery to this fence-shadow.
Rain cells came through afternoon and evening, so it’s a good thing I got a nice morning sky photo—evening would have been…drizzle.