Musings

On the up and up

Went to what passes for a fancy bakery around here. It’s more than a bakery with wine and sandwiches and a deli mmmmm. I always find the colors of the macarons interesting. I usually think of them as including brighter colors. I didn’t ask what the flavors are. Use your imagination.

These are the fancy bakery items we did bring home. A raspberry cheesecake swirl. Love cheesecake. Love raspberry. And a crème brûlée. MMmmmm.

Groping for reality

I am convinced that the “correction” on my phone’s camera makes the strangeness of fog…diminish. This is my best capture from the fog-season we’ve been living in most mornings lately. Embrace reality.

Juicy

Ez peel

Tiz the season.

My mother called these zipperskins. I don’t recall hearing this term elsewhere, yet I can’t quite believe it was her personal language quirk.

Same-day voting story

Heavy fog in the morning and this evening, and all day it was moist. Although the wait at our polling place for early voting on Friday was something like two-and-a-half hours, today the wait was perhaps ten minutes.

As of now MSNBC is giving the edge to Incumbent Reverend Warnock, but also simultaneously indicates the race is too close to call. I do so hope that edge holds. Fingers crossed.

The pause

This is kinda me…a bit out of focus and awaiting the sun. 😃 😃 😃

Also, awaiting Tueday’s vote count.

Perspective

While you may be thinking that this accumulation of ginkgo leaves means the ginkgo leaf drop has happened, lemme tell you that there are plenty of (non-scientific estimation) leaves remaining attached to the tree above.

Beginning of December

Here’s another beach that has a prominent place in my memory…this one facing east near Punta Cormorant, Floreana Island, Galápagos.

Last of November

Sometime in the night, we woke up to realize that the power was out, I think because the smoke detector blipped. [The outage only lasted about two minutes, I was able to determine by looking at the stove clock much later.] I soon fell back asleep and sometime before I awakened and got up and headed for the coffee-maker, I had a dream that I remember little about except that I was standing on a sand beach next to Lake Superior. This beach is at the mouth of the Au Train River, last May. Look at that sky!

Views

Watching the high early-voting counts and hoping…that some of the inaction in Washington is blocked. Don’t understand how people re-elect people to represent them who so frequently act against their personal best wishes.

In other news, a conviction on seditious conspiracy for not-going-to-include-his-name on his 6Jan behavior. Three days of deliberation. Those jurors get extra points.

We voted

We did our civic duty, and stood in line to early-vote. Along with many neighbors. Not all regular voting locations are open, and voters can go to any open location. This is a calculated strategy to make it more difficult to early-vote by bunching up those who elect to early vote. This strategy was crafted by anti-civic A_holes elected by not-me.

Despite the difficulties, I understand that early voting numbers are very high. Yay!

Our location is easy to get to from the city’s business district, and it is often shown on the news, including national and international stories.

We ended up discovering that we had a common friend with the fellow in line behind us…voting is a way to meet a neighbor, it turns out. After all, we were in line for 110 minutes until we cast our ballot.