#goodtrouble
Saturday, 18 July 2020
The Fates had spiny, thorny hearts today, taking our fine and righteous Congressman, John Robert Lewis. RIP, Mr. Lewis.
Musings
Not what it looks like
Friday, 17 July 2020
It’s not sunrise. Or sunset.
It’s not wisteria, like I first thought. Just some tossed lilacs. Memory photo.
Shafts and beams
Thursday, 16 July 2020
I was heartened when I saw SOME overcast.
Turns out it was ephemeral.
And loaded with humidity.
Today, I’m in love with air-conditioning.
Working the angles
Tuesday, 14 July 2020
Now, I got going PRETTY early, but not SUPER early, and when I was in my first ten minutes and ramping up the ol’ heartbeat, I saw the sun was up enough to be in the rays, and I knew I had to head down over the ridge into no-rays territory, as in: no rays so just a WEENsie bit cooler.
No-rays means MOSTly no-rays: see! Ray action! And at the foot of the tree, a helpful marker. Aha: paperbark maple. Never recall seeing that name before. Must have, and it just didn’t register…too darned many darned plants out there to remember the names.
De-intertwined
Sunday, 12 July 2020
If this is a metaphor for my day, the background took over…and overshadowed the foreground. Reality twisted in a way that there’s always a potential for…kept me energized and distracted simultaneously somehow.
Tempting jawline zits
Saturday, 11 July 2020
Prediction is for temps in the nineties for the whole, entire, every-day of the coming week. With “feels-like” numbers even higher.
Makes me think of heading north…way north. Not so excited about all the toilet-rooms and the overnight room on the way…but we made it work a while back, coming and going, so…repeat?
Cat tales
Saturday, 4 July 2020
I set off this morning (HUMID-cubed), and Eloise came out to greet me…stretch, meow, rub. Eloise lives at a neighbor’s house.
Several blocks later, I was greeted by this cat, unknown to me. I think the cats were feeling a bit lonely, with a lack of holiday traffic…that is foot traffic…I could hear a drone from the tires and motors over on the Interstate. Where were those vehicles going? Hope not all to the beach!
Returning to the house, I saw Sebastian under our car. He was all squinty eyed from napping. I don’t think he cared how many people were about. He didn’t move when I strolled by. [He is from the same house as Eloise.]
BTW, three examples of how difficult it is to get a cat action photo in focus.
Happy Fourth! 🎇🎆🎇
Small, strange world
Friday, 3 July 2020
Soooo humid. And warm warm hot. So, out early, ahead of the full sun.
Me and this cottontail. Haven’t seen one in a while here in the city.
Strange world, under this mushroom. This space is about a centimeter and a half high.
Sight and story
Wednesday, 1 July 2020
The topography in this immediate area is that at dawn midtown is behind a bit of a ridge, then the sun gets high enough that it blasts he heights of the buildings in midtown. Like this. In this case: a view across the roof of a welding?? warehouse.
I’m amazed by this house…no parking signs on a public street with open parking. And threats of video surveillance. With cameras down the whole block, I assume funded by this resident. Hypothesis.
I’ll keep watching
Tuesday, 30 June 2020
Such lovely delicate pale purple shades in these hosta blooms. Nice visual contrast from that wandering periwinkle vine.
I’ve been watching this house, first empty, then with for sale sign, then sold sign, then empty, then one little machine and several guys taking down part of the back of the house, and more disassembly in back including some high-energy sledgehammer work on the back wall (right, out of frame), more slow disassembly by hand…and now, it’s down to this. Can’t figure—are they taking the materials for re-using?