LibrARRRRy
Monday, 23 December 2019
Shhh: quietly…from what I saw, the wind last night and today brought down only small dead sticks…thankfully.
Some free libraries are so cute! The octopus-pirate connection is a mystery to me.
Monday, 23 December 2019
Shhh: quietly…from what I saw, the wind last night and today brought down only small dead sticks…thankfully.
Some free libraries are so cute! The octopus-pirate connection is a mystery to me.
Sunday, 22 December 2019
Winter has arrived, emphatically. Here that means rain. Today’s rain is supposed to be accompanied by wind overnight (oh, no). I suited up for my walk with waterproof shoes (purchased for a Scotland trip) and wool socks. Not fashionable or handsome, but perfectly functional.
This was not the day for outdoor seating. Nope.
Saturday, 7 December 2019
While the coffee was brewing, I stepped outside. The birdbath was frozen solid.
We’re somewhat overdosed on driving, so we didn’t today. Walked to do our errands. Mini-crabapple?
Sample of the residential architecture in our neighborhood; these units are a bit larger and fancier than ours. Same feel, however.
First chore trek took us to the Farmers’ Market. I talked to a bean guy, and bought some black beans from him. Also got a turkey leg, butchered yesterday (TMI?), the grower said. Stew to come. This is a watermelon radish, the sign said, with black radishes on the left edge. Did not buy or taste either one.
Near the FM is the northern terminus of the Railrunner commuter train that goes down to Albuquerque and beyond largely in the Rio Grande valley. Love the roadrunner graphic that flows from the locomotive across the trailing cars.
During a later errand trek, we found a largely untended urban cemetery behind a Mickey’s and similar fast food places, nail salons, and the like. On a slight hill.
Companion shot to the first one from the cocktail hour.
Apparently this sky warns of ❄️. The highest peaks nearby are already 🏔.
Saturday, 23 November 2019
Or is it an easy one?
Watch the rain fall…or watch the bread cubes for the dressing dry?
Friday, 15 November 2019
Does rubbish weather mean just rainy, or rainy and windy, or even more than that happy pair? Today was rainy, but not really windy. At least when I was out. I’d say rubbish-y, but I don’t know British slang….
Wednesday, 13 November 2019
The overnight cold snap and a day of wind brought down the pecan leaflets to the extent that they made a carpet beneath the trees.
This gingko (and another I found) also lost many leaves, but the branch snapped before the wind really got started.
Full birdbath, yet no ice.
Tuesday, 12 November 2019
Windy today, really quite windy. Makes me nervous, duh. I got out wearing overpants and turtleneck, gloves and wind-blocking ear covering and jacket. Yup.
Obviously, one double-u is the weather (supposed to be well below freezing overnight—brrrrrrrr), and the other is Washington. DC. Which I’m trying to not think too much about—generates stress.
Monday, 11 November 2019
Asters are so autumnal.
Especially aesthetic autumnal.
Warning: change is coming to our weather overnight!
Thursday, 31 October 2019
Hallowed ground: leaves downed by wind/precip. I see sweet gum and tulip poplar donations.
Hallowed flora: mushrooms burgeoning with autumn moisture. Mushrooms always seemed to me to be plants and not-plants, as in not-green plants, and therefore suspect. Bimodal categories are so inflexible.
Wednesday, 30 October 2019
I mostly walked between more-rain, and trudged through the all-day flavor of less-rain.
Slight logo overkill plus fine wax coverage.