Musings

Pahr-tee

I went to a party this evening. How long has it been…yah yah, you know. For me, this was a notable Return to Normal Life in this Covid world. We sat on the patio, and my seat was by this lovely water feature. Beautiful evening. [Book club: Robin Wall Kimmerer’s 2013 essay collection Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants. Highly recommended.

Poetic realism

Azalea

I hope this makes some kind of sense: I’d like to swim in a pool of that intense and vital pink.

Couch snooze

Wicked weather came through starting about midnight(ish), lasting until daylight. With wind. And more wind. Do Not Like Wind. And some rain. But, now: all is well with the weather.

It’s just me

The color is ho-hum, but the shape-contrasts are fabulous.

And a wee update from That Corner. After having that smooth cement surface, today it got a new asphalt layer. That I didn’t expect.

Surrounded by spring

Took a lovely stroll through Le Parque aka Piedmont…glorious afternoon. Saw the (resident?) great blue three times; it’s usually just once as s/he stays in one place…unknown reason for agitation.

Big numbers

Did some serious house-cleaning today. Long needed. Managed to remember to turn my watch on to record my activity as activity instead of merely being active. This makes a huge difference to the amount of “credit” I get. Thus, I achieved huge active numbers. Yay for me.

Photo from the other day. After all, I was indoors.

Forgive me

Yeah, I know most cut flowers in this country are flown in—not green—and grown in irrigated fields—also generally an environmental negative. But, company’s coming: Had to have flowers. As in a (selfish) First World “Had.”

I’m leveling with you

There were two guys who were doing whatever this was planted on a tripod for, but they weren’t paying attention to this old lady walking down the sidewalk, so I was able to sneak a pic of their technology. This’s called a prism, and I didn’t know Pentax makes them, but that’s because I haven’t used a total station in…what?…two decades? Three?

Fact: I trained back in the Jurassic age (meaning before laser total stations like the guys had), rather uncommonly, on a theodolite and not a transit. I soon learned the latter, too. Both involved a lot of careful twisting with both hands, very systematically.

Lift, anyone?

The movie equipment and orange cones were in the alley and hardware parking lot. I don’t know if they were also over by the green house, as I didn’t walk that way. Is this confusing? All the equipment was parked, and no one was around it, so the only conclusion I could come to: no movie work on this half-rainy day. [But, were they shooting in one of the bars? Or? I didn’t walk that way either, so: unknown.]

Had to go

This day began cool and sunny. A penetrating sun, if you found the right angle.

Then, my semi-annual cleaning revealed an oops, and the Doc-Dentist said, let’s take that out now. [A rotted aged root-canal molar, and you do not want to know more.] After a welcomed high-power anasthetic and a short wait, presto, zippo: gone, to the local medical waste facility.