After five days of grey and overcast, we’re enjoying bright days, and today was the second of those. Joyous.

Great walk-finds

Rain drop catch

Raindrops from last night’s precip lasted through the day…in a few places.

Sandhill grouplet

Look near the crossed wires and you’ll see a small flock of sandhill cranes. These were much lower than the group I saw the other day. I suspect this group was looking for a place to stop overnight to rest and feed—central Atlanta is a poor choice for that…keep heading north, birds!

Crew permit

Evidence that film shoots are once again outside the studio….


And, yes, the family of the stinkhorns in the scientific classification system is Phallaceae. Hard to put one over on taxonomic specialists.

Brief return to winter rain

Rainy morn

For several days, I heard that today would be rainy. I anticipated that I would find that a bit of a downer when the grey arrived. Turned out, yay!, didn’t bother me. I even walked in the mist ☔︎ that hung around into the afternoon. In shorts.


Front & center fringe

Fringetree hot pink

Yesterday—wait, no, the day before, I noticed the first early-blooming weeds in flower mode…and, yup, today I heard pollen count info on the morning news. So, pollen-count info should be added to yesterday’s list of evidence that the seasons are changing.

This is a hot-pink fringetree bloom…fringetrees are in the Olive family (Oleaceae), typically with white blooms.

Full measure of rays


No flaw in today’s weather whatsoever.

Might not have been so happy if I had to pick crocus stigmas, such teeeeny little things!

Details of the times

Moon above

Here’s the moon doing its daytime thing. Speaking of daytime, I can tell the days are longer than they were. Loving it.


Outside light

Seems tacky to note that with a half-million Americans dead who were alive a year ago, killed by the Covid, the vaccine distribution is ramping up, and this is a light…(no tunnel illustration, just a light…artsy is sometimes fartsy).


Bi-polar not polar

Camillia cold open

We skated through The Time of the Polar Vortex, because we had no polar and no vortex. We had some cold, yeah, but mild cold, not polar cold. Here’s camellia proof; the inner petals will be just fine.



I know this is a battered specimen, yet it’s the first hyacinth I’ve found in my neighborhood wanders this year. So, it’s a record-breaker!

I was additionally surprised at my find because the overnight temps dropped below freezing last night, and it stayed cold all day, and will drop further overnight tonight. I know the polar vortex is a nightmare elsewhere, and the comparatively mild cold here lacks parity with the snow and power outages elsewhere.

But. For here: brrrrrrr. As in: wore my Goretex neck gaiter for my ENTIRE walk (first time this winter). And my gloves for all but the last half-mile.

Not exalted

Rain drips windshield

After several lovely days of sun and warmth, we’re in winter mode, and winter here means rainy. I listened to the morning meteorology report and zoomed out early to miss the rain. Instead I got misted on, while if I’d headed out in the afternoon and timed it properly, I could have missed the precip entirely.

Mist. Missed. Didn’t intend to do that!

Watching “Only Connect”—name drawn from the EM Forster in “Howard’s End”: “Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted.” Show is addictive.

Zephyr tracks

Blown needles

Evidence of how windy it’s been lately—the pine-needle top dressing has redistributed from it’s careful alignment along the sidewalk edge, revealing…subsoil?

I keep thinking this is true: wind can only be captured in a photo through physical bits affected by wind…and not the wind per se.