Musings

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.

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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.]

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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.

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I neglected to drive the truck around and let the breeze suck the leaves out, and then it rained. Making truck soup. With redbud bud garnishes.

Drained now; truck soup is in the past.

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As in: failure to communicate. Spaced on blogging. Apologies.

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I’m still goofed up by the time change. Staying up late and waking early. REALLY goofed up.

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It got dark later. And light later.

And, we’ve had cold weather, into tomorrow. Lowest morning temps in thirteen months.

So sorry about these azaleas and all the other tender plant parts. Like fruit blooms.

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Hard freeze and a time change. Welcome to this March weekend.

Note: seasonable may not seem reasonable.

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There’s varied symbolism attached to white flowers. On this day I pick bereavement sympathy. I also read that white azaleas represent civility and restraint. That’s a stretch today, but, with great sincerity, I offer them up. 🇺🇦

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Went out for dinner. Not the way you may be thinking. Out was Athens, and we brought take-out with us to share.

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