Friday, 17 March 2023
We spent this morning doing errands, which is the same as accomplishing goals beyond the normal daily activities. First, I found cable connectivity, as the saying goes, in spades.
At the next stop, we found crumpets. Real, 3-D, “golden brown” crumpets.
Later, I legged it outdoors to recover from all the morning’s indoor activities and found bucket work underway. I snapped this and kept moving. [Yes, it was raining; not an impediment to my walk.]
Thursday, 16 March 2023
A consuming quiet peace washed over me as I looked up at these new leaves, with a blue, blue sky behind them.
Monday, 13 March 2023
In truth, the biggest adjustment yesterday, contrary to the clock situation I wrote about, was/is Meeeee. I don’t do well with time changes, even “just” one hour. And I haven’t this time, either. It didn’t help that last evening we stayed up for the entire Oscars, also known as Everything winning most categories.
So, I awakened late this morning, and am now rather yawn-y…give me a week, and I’ll be back in (a version of) the groove.
White variant (and far less common) of the pink Eastern redbud pictured…a kind of an alternate reality.
Sunday, 5 March 2023
For a time, I kept track of this lot. The last time I posted a photo of it, if I remember correctly, workers were finishing the two floors below the (former) ground surface, which appeared to both be parking levels. Now, the apartments far above are being finished, and I’m sure the builders are more than ready to have inhabitants move in, and to start working down their debt load. Or perhaps I’m projecting.
The title refers to the increased pressure on nearby roads and sidewalks and businesses by the new residents of this multistory building, which used to be a one-story artist studio and apartment structure. Sooooo many more residents to come….
Saturday, 4 March 2023
We had one of those gorgeous days that sometimes follow awful storms. In this case, the storm wasn’t that awful…in our neighborhood. Clear, however, is, whew, lovely. Note the tiny leaves emanating green-ness on the tree to the left. [I’m glorying in the Time of the Redbud Buds; see tree to the right.]
Friday, 3 March 2023
We waited and waited for today’s excitement. Wind blasted us before the front came through with rain, wind and more wind. This was the height of it at 5:22pm. We are glad the excitement has left us with merely regular Friday evening delights. [Probably the fifth White Lotus of season one.]
Monday, 27 February 2023
This is today’s biggest tale of intrigue (in my limited, personal experience). I spotted two guys at the edge of a city park with battery-powered drills removing the whatever to allow a bench to pull free from bolts embedded in concrete footings. Further along, I spotted this guy wheeling a different bench away. None of the guys wore any logos or uniforms of city employees. What was the deal? I dunno. Too many homeless using the benches? Too many nannies with tired feet resting with strollers of sleeping tots? Too many dogs urinating on the legs of the benches?
Sunday, 26 February 2023
These magnolia petal carpets seemed a little too slippery and ever so slightly depressing, so we headed out of town. I exaggerate.
Nevertheless, we did go see Olive and her sister Hazel and their people. We had a lovely, lazy Sunday afternoon visit.
Saturday, 25 February 2023
No plays today, one-act or longer. No especial content of any kind. Just a branch of wee flowers.
