Sunday, 21 April 2019
Lily posing on Easter. On our dinner table.
We got outta town and drove into the mountains…where spring is a couple of weeks behind ATL.
And major rain over the last three days made rushing streams and puddles to reflect the blue sky.
The azaleas and dogwoods are in their prime here. Thank you latitude and longitude magic.
Assertive infrastructure above.
Saturday, 20 April 2019
Left arrow is difficult for even me to decode, but it’s pointing at our slightly leggy ornamental quince, newly moved to this location (before the rain rain rain storm). Still needs top-dressing. And into the quince’s old spot: a large hemispherical lavender, transplanted from a kindly neighbor’s yard (too much shade).
Right arrow is pointing at soggy-but-still-with-blooms pink-white azalea.
In the first ¶, note the verb “moved.” How did the plant get moved? In short, there was digging and wrestling and two people. Note the verb “digging.” Yes, the first digging since the Foot Thing happened. Felt good, no pain, no strangeness; just strength. Yay! (I was super apprehensive before this….)
Friday, 19 April 2019
Sometime after midnight the rain started. I figure it rained, sometimes a lot until well after dawn (obscured by rain clouds), then off and on through the morning. This bucket was empty when it got dark last night. I tried a keep-the-phone-safe photo, attempting to use my feet for scale. Hrrumph. Not a big success. So, I headed off on my walk.
When I returned, I got serious about science and measurement. That’s an honest measurement—almost six inches of rain accumulated in this bucket since last night. That’s a darned lot of rain. Glad we live closer to the hilltop than any valley drainage.
Okay. Flowers from our traffic island. I don’t thank my neighbors who care for this area enough. Or help them…I COULD do that.
Wednesday, 17 April 2019
You might argue that these two offer…
…colors for a different holiday than the upcoming one. Still Christian, however.
Monday, 15 April 2019
The Île de la Cité will never be the same. The gargoyles are still coughing (I’m pretty sure).
Sunday, 14 April 2019
Wicker waiting.
Cupcakes waiting.
Actually, I did very little waiting. I didn’t partake of the couch, but I did of the cupcakes! I skipped the red velvet, but tried the other two (45 minutes apart). Mmmm.
Saturday, 13 April 2019
Rooting for Sattuhday night! Watching Atlanta United.
It’s a crazy mixed-up world.
Friday, 12 April 2019
Always seems like a triumph to set out to do a list (short, but still) of errands, and to get them all accomplished without any real fuss or delay. Yay!
Monday, 8 April 2019
Nascent spring: peony version.
Fading spring: bluebell version.
Capital improvement…failure: water department version. A crew just fixed this.
Sunday, 7 April 2019
Again: lots of overnight rain. (White iris this time.)
Enough rain to wash this garbage can out into the street. (I moved it to the sidewalk.)
Down the street in the last shot, a Sunday-quiet construction zone. (Never figured out what the hose was for.)