Iris variants
Saturday, 6 April 2019
Wet iris. Yesterday. Just puddling.
Dry iris. Today. Wearing lady-bugs.
Delicate, feathery iris. The champ.
Musings
Transition Friday
Friday, 5 April 2019
Overnight rain created this pool…
and washed the pollen downstream. The air smelled almost clean-pristine, almost because the plants are continuing to pump out the pollen…
so we headed for the mountains. Where the clouds still bedecked the ridges…
another hour later, and clear skies!
To you!
By dusk, we had a great view of Mount Yonah. That’s not the moon, just the reflection of a ceiling light.
And now I will transition to bed…yawn.
Apologies for keystoning
Thursday, 4 April 2019
I wasn’t going to “do” flowers today, but these two charmed me back to my long-time favorite theme.
See! Charming-pretty!
On/near the BeltLine
Wednesday, 3 April 2019
We’ve had baseball’s opening day, now we’re awaiting opening day for the revised, revamped, and rebuilt-from-the-ground-up BeltLine Kroger. Must be nearing as the signage is up!
Down in the pool in O4W park, the fake geyser was off and the turtles had made the nozzle and it rock island their own. Good sign the pool has turtles! Means there’s sufficient turtle food, no?
Today’s flower-foto…wisteria.
Toodling along
Tuesday, 2 April 2019
(Ornamental?) white dogwood bloom.
The power washing saga continues; we’re doing a bit at a time. And the crud levels are high! More awaits, however.
The parking narcing shrouds remain in place.
April Fools’
Monday, 1 April 2019
See that black mini-monolith off to the right? That’s a shrouded parking narcing machine. All the machines in our neighborhood were sporting them today…which means:
Free parking!
Pretty expensive to buy all those shrouds and send a crew around tying them on. Must be a business deal negotiation snafu and not an April Fools’ hoax—my bet, anyway.
Have you ever seen this edge detail on pine straw? I watched a guy do it several years back, a nice little flick of the wrists after he caught the errant needles with a shovel. I think it’s to keep the pine straw neater, but also to give them an edge that the yard-guys can preserve when they use a mower and blower.
Culture today, and no flower. Heh.
Overcast, mostly
Sunday, 31 March 2019
Can you tell I’m enamored of this type of azalea? The flowers are just beginning to fade, it seems, and these droopers are the first obvious sign.
Meanwhile, a few steps away, this red dogwood’s blooms are beginning to open. Cycle of the flowers, no?
My fancy new boots excelled at their first chore: pressure washing! Hate that the concrete gets a slathering of mildew and mold or whatever. Looks nasty and may become slippery under certain conditions. New pressure washer, delivered today from Amazzzing, has color-coded tips. The yellow fits in with the yellow pine pollen that’s raining down on us, no?
Infiltration/permeation
Wednesday, 27 March 2019
Phlox occupying a sidewalk, softening a hardscape, essentially.
Branch crossing the fence-boundary. A well-lichened fence.
Bloom stories
Tuesday, 26 March 2019
Note organic donations from the plants…tis the season of increased organic matter, early version. This also happens in the autumn when the leaves fall….
Now this is the blooming pretty…blueberry blossoms! This is before they are blue!
I think of this as a cultivar/variant/close relative of the flame azalea. I may even be correct! Heh. Otherwise, pretty extended/stretched azalea blooms.
ATH and return
Saturday, 23 March 2019
We had all manner of fun today, including a w-a-a-a-y outside-the-perimeter adventure. In which we saw…
…a mirror ball reflecting.
And cats waiting. [For feeding time, of course.]
And a chimney smoking. The kind to start the Kingsford* charcoal.
* The Ford part of Kingsford is from Henry…a side business of his.