Saturday, 13 May 2023
Once again, my ignorance is revealed as vast. Magnolia grandiflora, and I think this is a specimen, is native to southeastern North America, although perhaps south of this actual location. [Or is it Magnolia virginiana; I get confused.] Still, it’s generally local and native. But perhaps that qualification means that it is an ornamental and non-local. Ah, horticultural fine points.
Friday, 12 May 2023
I especially enjoy evergreens; they are so bold through the winter blahs. I am pleasantly surprised to see the berries this early in the season. Or maybe I’m just ignorant of the pacing of the juniper growth patterns.
Sunday, 7 May 2023
I was reading about Chaco Canyon prehistory today and got to thinking: when was it we were there? Turns out: almost exactly a decade ago. Here’s a very large kiva, not sure where.
Pretty sure these are some of the rooms back against the cliff at Chetro Ketl. When were these places in use? About a thousand years ago. And still amazing.
These are scanned slide images (thank you, Guru). A different modern time, too.
Friday, 5 May 2023
Two years ago we visited Shoshone Falls, on the Snake River, in Idaho. We got within a hundred miles of that spot when we creased Idaho about a month ago. For whatever it’s worth.
Thursday, 4 May 2023
Reading “South Riding” (by Winifred Holtby, 1936), a novel of its time (as many of them are). The clever (?) twist of the name is there is no South Riding in the real UK, although Britain has an East, West, and North version; also the word riding derives from the Viking term for thirds, so…still clever: no fourth version. Still, “South Riding” works as a novelized anthropological study of the people, places, and political machinations of eastern Yorkshire, north of Hull, after WWI and before WWII.
So distinctive, the heart-shaped leaves of Cercis canadensis, the eastern redbud.
Wednesday, 3 May 2023
I did a bit of digging, and on this day in 2017, that is six years ago, we were roaming on foot around Dublin.
Here, we had a windy afternoon (sigh: again). And a shooting in Midtown ATL; cops say they’ve got the perp, although local stations are still covering it as breaking news. Really.
Tuesday, 2 May 2023
This is day three of windy windy windy afternoons. Not enjoying the tension engendered….
Monday, 1 May 2023
Tonight: bison burgers. His: with cheese. Mine: not.
Both of us: very happy (in the dining realm).
Sunday, 30 April 2023
Clearly an iris, although I think of an iris as having a purple-blue color. Generalizations…for better or worse.
Saturday, 29 April 2023
We actually socialized with friends we havent seen in years. Seemed rather strange in these covid times.