Saturday, 11 December 2021
I clicked this thinking I’d compose an insipid post about the difficulties of capturing the feeling of watching a cold rain fall from inside a warm place, or even just the rain in motion.
Then I spotted this ladybug/ladybird beetle toddling along the window sill, and whoa!
Monday, 6 December 2021
We are amidst season confusion. Many leaves have fallen, meaning autumn; however, some bulbs are sending greenery sun-wards…meaning spring(ish).
Saturday, 27 November 2021
I took this three years ago. The leaf situation is about the same this year, however the ginkgo tree is gone from the neighbors’ yard, so no ginkgo leaves on the Prime. It was a female tree, and produced stinky fruit; they kept it for years, until it was too much work keeping the stink removed to keep it around.
Title refers to college football game underway as I type.
Thursday, 11 November 2021
See the grounded leaves? Even more are down now, as a front came through with wind then rain soon after dark-fall. ’Tis November, after all.
Thursday, 4 November 2021
Even in the gloominess that was today, some trees are showing fine colors.
BTW, at least intermittently, I’m still monitoring the multi-unit housing structure under construction next to the BeltLine. So many support pillars—underground parking? [Notice the clouds obscuring the tops of the tallest buildings.]
Wednesday, 3 November 2021
I don’t know what kind of insect this is, but the temps were rather cool today for insect activity. I didn’t see this specimen move.
Not too cool that the city workers have turned off the water fountains in the park, however.
On the other hand: snow in the UP…that we missed. Didn’t stick, yet: snow.
Friday, 29 October 2021
The election is Tuesday, and today is the last day, according to the city website, to drop your absentee ballot in the box. Interestingly, the ballot envelope indicated we could do that on election day. We chose to believe today at 7pm was the real deadline, thank you Republicans.
We looked at the list of drop-off locations. For the whole of Atlanta, and this is a sprawly city, there were about eight. The Guru chose the nearest location, up in Buckhead perhaps six miles away. Again, thank you, Republicans.
So we slogged through rain and traffic, past construction areas occupying a lane here and there to further obstruct the flow of vehicles, and avoided the latest out-of-service bridge from a vandal’s fire beneath (as I recall). And now we are once again good citizens.
Wednesday, 27 October 2021
I have been noticing the daylight becoming shorter. Also, I found backlighting beauty.
Monday, 18 October 2021
Without doubt, the most beautiful part of today was the extended morning fog, caused by the sun after our overnight frost. A friend says this, our first frost, is perhaps six weeks later than average. That’s a huge discrepancy. Anyway, we’ve been enjoying the relative warmth.
Usually the sun hits and doesn’t climb very long before most of the fog dissipates, leaving a few lingering wisps that then disappear. Not today; the fog was uneven on our property and hung around for quite a while.
We did two big(?) chores today. This morning we did laundry, which had been delayed because the “dro” was closed on Friday when we intended to do it, and the sign indicated it’d be closed all weekend. And the other dro has no change machine, so we had to wait until Monday, that is today, to return to the first choice dro. Got the wet clothes hung out for the sun to dry, and then trimmed barberries, two wheelbarrow loads worth of errant branches removed. As the sun started dropping most of the clothing was still damp, so I distributed it around the sun porch with its abundant solar gain (and a ceiling fan). It looks like the aftermath of a clothing explosion. And now it’s mostly dry. One triple load’s worth.
Saturday, 16 October 2021
We had another gorgeous morning here in the North Woods, or maybe the North Woods and Fields and Lakes.
I set my goal with prepping a new bed for two rhubarb crowns that are being smothered and otherwise slowly snuffed out in their current location. I hope this will work, otherwise I’ll be transplanting them again.
In my recollection, I spent the most time and energy on moving soil and combing through it to remove roots and rootlets, so as to reduce competition by quack grass and other floral familiars.
Tomorrow, weather permitting, I’ll attempt an actual transplant.
To finish up the narrative of the day, the afternoon weather became dicier, with overcast and some raindrops, so I made a large pot’o’chili, which we greatly appreciated as we watched the sun fail to warm the sunporch sufficiently to allow opening the doors to let warm air enter our main living space. If that makes any sense.