Musings

Not circling back to try again

I’ve been trying to remember to get a shot of this sign for a while. It’s southbound (dun) just south of the mosque at, I think, where US23 and I75 meet, south of Perrysburg Ohio.

One shot, and wouldn’t you know, it’s out of focus.

Living with weather

Sometime in the dark hours, I woke up and was fuzzy about why I woke up. Soon, I realized there was a snuffly noise outside…pretty sure it was a deer, perhaps the doe we’ve been seeing, calling to her wee fawn (tracks just over an inch long).

By dawn, we had rain.

Then, it stopped for a few hours and I went down to the beach.

Sometime around two, more rain came in, with lightning, thankfully in the distance. Just after three, the power went out. And the rain quit. So much for the mint sauce I was planning to make for our communal dinner.

The power came back on about 7:30. I was so happy.

What debate?

I got The Beast fired up today, and got tired when I had worked my way down near the lake. I “posed” this photo; it’s The Beast’s beauty shot.

Title is TIC, that is: tongue in cheek.

Oops

My favorite cheese-grating device…failed. [Flexes biceps]…I don’t know my own strength. 🤣

Three day saga

Yesterday, I did finish pressure-washing the front and back entry areas, and called that eeeee-nufff. [I ignored the sidewalk in front of the house; apologies, pedestrians.] I also summed the time spent pressure-washing over two days—6.5 hrs—whew! Today, I rested my back (which, truth be told, was basically okay, I think because of my irregular “Classical Stretch/Essentrics” workouts).

Spring(?) cleaning

Tackled a major seasonal chore: pressure-washing. Finished the worst of it (driveway), but the remainder is more time-consuming (entry areas, front and back). Something to look forward to….

Texture forward

I had a vision for this photograph, and this is almost there…the leaf and flower shapes make an interesting, varying landscape.

Darned exciting

We got to chat long-distance with long-time friends who are on a round-the-world trip. They called from Old Corinth/Korinthos, in Greece. Wow! We’re so lucky! I think the last time we chatted they were in New Zealand.

Acer and Rheum

This row of aged maples look like sentinels, protecting the garden. I like the visual vertical repetition of their trunks with the fence posts. The fence is necessary to discourage raccoons and deer, plus rabbits and skunks.

In today’s news, we did an assortment of chores, including mowing (by the Mowing Man) and making more rhubarb sauce (moi).

Title is the genus of each plant species mentioned.

Events of the day

I got up before the sun (thank you, flicker, busy at 5:45am), and found the ground fog posing elegantly in the field, pierced by lupins.

Mid-morning, this phalanx of Canada geese flew over, right over, so I got to watch their shadows pass by on the grass around me.

Mid-afternoon, I picked rhubarb, then processed it to make what the old cookbooks call rhubarb sauce. Simmer ½ inch (or so) chunks of rhubarb in a bit of water until they break up (ten-ish minutes). Let the mixture cool some, then stir in enough sugar (or honey) to cut the tartness to the desired level. The heat will melt the sugar. Cool all the way and enjoy, plain or over ice cream (for example).

Lakeview dining, with the best company. Isn’t that the most colorful rhubarb sauce you’ve ever seen?