Friday, 4 November 2016
WF@WF. Yes, whole fishies at WhoolFoods (in the newly revealed remodeled WF in ATL Midtown…). Something like that.
That, and after eight out of the last nine days have had record-breaking highs. Sigh. Let’s move on. (I could have cranked the contrast, etc., but this is more similar to my eyes’ take on this ray of sunshine….)
Sunday, 9 October 2016
Tonight we dined on fresh applesauce, delivered still warm by chef Cousin M.
While she was here, we chatted for a bit on the front porch, nicely sun-warmed to the low 70s after a low this morning in the upper 30s (brr). I thought at first there had been no frost, but I did spot some on the roofs—but the field seemed untouched.
Saturday, 1 October 2016
I made a grocery run, very local. Bread and milk. I know that’s a standard joke, but true today. Over off the northeast side of the lake, the leaves are well within the golden orange/brown bronze continuum, with considerable green remaining, and bits of red. This is our road, same latitude, but far more green—and many of these are maples. A Ma-Nachur mystery.
This maple, right next to the cottage, has far more colorful leaves, and many are already falling. This tree runs ahead of its neighbors every autumn, in my observation.
Down at the beach, the water was quiet, revealing a narrow sand strip. I think these are raccoon tracks.
And this rowboat…it showed up early in my childhood, making it about a half-century old. If I remember correctly. The moss and lichen are creatively obscuring the STAGECRAFT logo….
Here’s another “track” (broadly defined)…about a half-mile north of us is a swamp, maybe a quarter-mile along the road. The road bumps along only about a foot above typical water level. Sometimes, there’s a weather change at the swamp; this may sound unlikely, but I’ve noted it over and over. It happened today. As I passed north, headed for my shopping, the asphalt was wet, just damp, in the swamp, and beyond. At our end of the road, nope, dry—the air was humid, but no rain. It is expected broadly across the area before dark, however.
Tuesday, 27 September 2016
Mostly quiet rain today; not a bit of sun. Welcome to autumn.
And a visual mushroom sample, of the colorful ones, not the less flashy boletes.
I don’t know if this is a red one like yesterday, only older, and transitioned to orange/yellow. In any case, it’s also a small one, and embedded in sphagnum moss, unlike yesterday’s.
Thursday, 18 August 2016
Another thunderstorm is rumbling above, although no rain yet in this spot. Oooops; lightning flash!
So, not only do we have weather, I can report that the crepe myrtles are amidst their blooming phase. Here’s a glorious pink specimen.
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Three high rollers, no?
Ice-cream-cone trailer, with sprinkles.
And, as we finally deviated from the Interstate, we drove into a gullywasher, with knee-deep water gushing across the city streets in some places. Didn’t last long, though—whew!
Thursday, 7 July 2016
This morning’s fog kept the sun from punching through until sometimes shortly after, maybe?, nine? Loved that it obscured the woods….
Foraged in the long grass for chives. I’ve been using them frequently…local farm-to-table produce, I guess….
Monday, 13 June 2016
I was out early this morning—another day predicted to get into the 90s (which became a fact). Not a good situation—this heat plus high humidity—for exercising…. So this is the morning sun getting ready to make air conditioners busy.
Friday, 20 May 2016
Did a family walk this morning, and escaped the threat of raindrops, against the odds. We found these flower spikes; I do not know what they are, but am attracted to the range of colors related to white, green, and grey-purple.
Late in the afternoon, we discovered that the tops of Midtown buildings were…obscured. We returned home safely, despite street after street of traffic.
Friday, 15 April 2016
Of the five castles/fortifications planned to protect the mouth of the River Fal, only two were built, and only this one has the flavor of its architectural roots from 1540–1542. This is St Mawes Castle.
It faces its much modified and much larger opposite number across the river-mouth, now Pendennis Castle.
The interior is mostly empty, although cannons still point out their special windows on the ground floor. On one floor curators have placed artful dummies who mostly look like they are waiting for the order to fire.
We opted to skip Falmouth and Pendennis Castle, taking a car-ferry, yippee! (Don’t remember seeing that icon before.)
Yup, the King Harry Ferry. £6 please, one way (£8 return, a great deal for those traveling in circles).
Found a town named Gweek. The car soon filled with no end of puns and word games.
This installation at Goonhilly is now technology so old the contract has been let to remove it. Last chance to see it….
Hiked out this long peninsula with two artificially narrowed bottlenecks. It was used as a fortified promontory fort in the Iron Age, or so They say. The name must have had the word “wind” in it in some form.
Lizard point is Cornwall’s and England’s southernmost (on the mainland). The name is from the pre-Celtic/Cornish lis meaning court and ard/ardh meaning high. The name thus refers to a locally important building here.
And, what a surprise, right there on the north side of Lizard (town)! Not green…just saying. [Sorry; sign says GREEN COTTAGE.]