A tonic-visit
Sunday, 13 July 2025
I mentioned dahlias two days back; here’s one from the R-garden over in Athens. Yup, we took a wee road trip—great fun and many laughs.
Sunday, 13 July 2025
I mentioned dahlias two days back; here’s one from the R-garden over in Athens. Yup, we took a wee road trip—great fun and many laughs.
Saturday, 12 July 2025
It’s a wild weekend here in the ATL, with Beyonce doing cowboy hat concerts downtown, and the baseball folks congregating on the north-side ahead of the All-Star game on Tuesday. I’m glad we’re just outside of those orbits.
Saturday, 5 July 2025
Last night as I began to get ready to sleep, the fireworks kicked off, boom boom pause boom [repeat]. I figured I’d lie awake listening, and wondering when the festivities would end. Nope; instead, I went straight to sleep.
Wednesday, 2 July 2025
Some days are just a blur; today was one. I’m good, though…leftovers make it easy (for example).
Sunday, 29 June 2025
This was a sunny afternoon five days ago. I’m over a thousand miles south of this beach, no lakes or sandy shores nearby. I’m torn about relocating, but quite glad to no longer be on the road. 😅
Thursday, 26 June 2025
The storm the other day brought this lupin down across the path, and my eye was caught by the complex patterns in in the blossoms.
I can’t know, of course, but perhaps when I stopped to take this picture the seed tick I found inside my elbow a couple hours later crawled onto me…ick. I quickly removed it, then took a shower with lots of soaping, followed by a complete towel scrubbing.
Sunday, 22 June 2025
The predicted heat streak really hit us today. We were lucky, however, as the windiness tempered the heat (to some degree 🤣). I thought this barrel reflection did a good job of showing the turmoil in the sky. I truly enjoyed my 4:30pm dip in the not-so-warm lake.
It may get down to 69°F tonight, so tomorrow will be another hot one.
Tuesday, 17 June 2025
On my post-coffee beach walk, I saw wee rollers coming in, not feverishly, but unmistakably.
I had to post this photo with the colorful lupins and serendipitous OOF* seagull.
Back in the garden, I flipped open a discarded rhubarb leaf, and discovered a pair of slugs. Yup, they’re gross. But, still: nature data.
* OOF = out of focus
Friday, 13 June 2025
I’m not a major Jimmy Buffett fan, but this evening I’ve been thinking about changes in latitudes and attitudes.
BTW, no change needed in this lovely pottery, made by Gail-the-potter for guests use to toast the new couple at her wedding.
Sunday, 8 June 2025
Yesterday we left idyllic lake-side life, scented with Canadian wildfire smoke, to arrive in clear skies and no nearby open water.
We abandoned lilacs and lupin, and now breathe the sweet scent of gardenias. BTW, the temp here is 80°F, with the AC running, while up north it’s 62°F and my cousin has a fire in the fireplace.