Musings

Things change

I’m convinced that I met the Guru because of Ted’s choice to become a media guy. Of course, it wasn’t that simple! RIP, Ted.

I asked the Guru to create an image that portrays the intersection of his design work and Ted’s stations. There’re interesting visual tidbits.

Flower on my wrist

I never tried a photo on my watch before; I knew it was possible, but I didn’t think it was…me. However, peony-watch is a fine look.

Evil urushiol herbage

I’m calling this “PI harvest.” Some of the sprigs already had buds. Ick.

Yawn

Sure felt like a Sunday around here….

Eco-cycling

So, I made veggie Thai curry tonight, and trimmed it with basil…of course, from the plant that needed (shall we say) shaping. It’s the first garden output of 2026!

Counting

Overall, I think highly of the data my AppleWatch reports. Truth: it does a poor job of counting flights of stairs, always low. However, that count is not a meaningful statistic for me, so I remain happy with ole WanderWatch.

Chattin’ not day-drinkin’

The Book Club gals decided to shake things up a bit and meet at a neighborhood pub this afternoon. You can see the tavern manager prepared to be super-ready for us. [Sad fact: none of the BC buds had a beer. Or even a glass o’wine.]

Trash talk

I cleaned up a forgotten corner of the yard and found this abandoned Nerf-toy entrapped in new spring greenery. I couldn’t tell what neighbor-property it came from to toss it back, so I guess I’ll donate it to the city next Garbage Day.

Remember when…

I’m going to skip today’s distressing news and any other topic. Instead, I’ll remember about thirteen months ago when we temporarily resided overlooking the Mediterranean, where the Pyrenees plunge into the sea.

White lying

Daffies

Today was rainy and murky, so this is a yesterday-photo, because sometimes time-shifting is a happy strategem.