Thursday, 3 November 2016
Many of the Chihuly pieces have been removed. The garish holiday lightshow is being installed. Maize? Ladybugs? Sheesh. [I could not bring myself to photograph them.]
I do like the glass that remains in the Japanese garden, above, and the Sibley fountain….
Too much glass art? Here’s MaNachur’s work…sandstone, I suspect.
Wednesday, 2 November 2016
Sunset through our shower window, hence the slight distortion (modesty, you know)…a fiery sky after a series of hot days…cooler temps ahead.
Monday, 24 October 2016
I know I’ve already showed these this fall, but these flowers are lovely to look at and wonderful to sniff. Floral, rich, lush—that kind of scent-iment.
Autumn is also the season of ginkgo output. The leaves are…tame, but the fruits are nasty-scented—the better to attract a critter to take them away from the foot of the mom-tree. However, ginkgo reproductive success is not my responsibility.
Soon, F will return and vacuum up more of these odor-bombs; he’s a saint for doing this chore, which the lovely D cannot do as she is allergic to the ginkgo sap. And to think that some Asian folk make jellies and the like from the fruits. Such are the complexities of plant chemistry.
Saturday, 15 October 2016
These photos are SO Ohio. As in both “very” and “Some Of.”
Perfect location for a Halloween horror house? Unused.
We found several semi-tractors pulling other carnival rides and food vending trailers in a small town. Oklahoma plates. Unexpected.
We saw lots of agriculture in action. For much of the summer, the action is slow, at the speed of plant growth. Today, we saw machines in fields, trucks towing equipment on the roads, and here and there joining the driver, a child standing in the large high cabs watching, watching.
It’s harvest and manure-spreading season. We saw gleaners with very wide maws that consumed soybean plants with regard to rows, and maize harvesters fronted by evil points to keep the rows separate and feed them into the core of the contraption. Different harvest engineering strategies. At one point, we drove by two miles of freshly manured fields, very odiferous.
Friday, 14 October 2016
Our late-day escape put us down by Lake Michigan when the sun was low and the light was special. Lightly lapping waves…if it were only 30°F warmer….
Much later, I captured this combo of low light and bug-scabbed windshield. The moon was big, but all captures of that don’t do it justice.
Friday, 14 October 2016
Our late-day escape put us down by Lake Michigan when the sun was low and the light was special. Lightly lapping waves…if it were only 30°F warmer….
Much later, I captured this combo of low light and bug-scabbed windshield. The moon was big, but all captures of that don’t do it justice.
Thursday, 13 October 2016
I captioned this photograph full autumn maple, which it is, and superbly set off by the blue sky and clouds…. I particularly enjoy the layering of the separate branches…the tree’s version of graduated color?
From this angle only a bit of the foundation of the green cottage is visible…see it back there?
Wednesday, 12 October 2016
As near as I can tell, no frost…yet the ferns are cycling to winter hibernation.
I took a wander, enjoying that the knee feels pretty steady, even on uneven ground. Without a doubt, we’re having a mushroom year, although the assortment on this log is denser than elsewhere.
On the north edge of the field I even found this enduring, unexpected, lone, leggy oregano plant…I suspect it’s essentially a weed (durable in poor soil and other conditions) in its older forms and in its original landscape.
Tuesday, 11 October 2016
We ventured out to do errands, and found these deer beets. They’re sugar beets used by hunters as bait. They look like brown lumps.
Then, we took a long loop back, checking out the color in the woods. I love it when the tree tunnels get autumnal….
And even the pines are losing some needles, creating a golden carpet.
Monday, 10 October 2016
Yes, the leaves continue to get more colorful, but right here there’s still plenty of green….
We watched several birds wheeling above the field, and were pretty sure one was a bald eagle. The others were a bit smaller, maybe crows? (I did not count them.)
Windy today, and the foam is lapping the beach. It’s natural, but I’m not sure if it is from the chemistry of the cedar swamps that drain into the lake or something else. NOT pollution.