Musings

First time a pilot came out to apologize for a late flight—he did it twice, over the mic to all, then walked around and took questions. [Really: last night, but first part of flight in essence.]

First high-elevation corporate witticism I had to “share.” [We left about three hours late; our destination: Madrid.]

Best airline food I’ve ever eaten. Yum. Truly.

We took off in the rental car, headed north, and the first time we hit a dirt road we saw our first caballero.

First Roman villa. This is a late one, and the central courtyard-garden still sports a tree.

First five-arch Medieval bridge. Last modified in 1973.

First Neanderthal cave cluster (mostly protected from the elements with a roof or with small openings—fenced, so we couldn’t get closer).

First fabulous sky of the trip.

First mystery. Sign says the water isn’t potable.

First dramatic bottleneck/pass we’ve driven through.

First night’s hotel room view.

We’re getting into the swing of the Spanish lifestyle: we will dine tonight at 8:30; only two more hours to wait. Over and out.

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Did you hear it snowed in Atlanta today? This was most of the three inches we got at our house.

Behind the treeline, that’s the local landmark Mercedes-Benz Stadium. You can see from the south line of the Marta train (which perennially has filthy windows, shown here). Here’s a hint: the south line ends at the airport, “the busiest in the world,” although perhaps not today with the number of cancellations. But not us!

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It’s not pretty, but it tells a story…gutter ice in sunshine, with leaves.

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We had rain off and on all day, and I looked out into the gloom at one point, and a sprig of a 5 foot tree in the understory sported bright yellow leaves, such survivors.

I found out today that coral and jade are the 35th wedding anniversary materials.

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With a cold snap on its way, I sought flowers during my walk in the bright sunshine today. It’s 22°F colder now than when I walked. No lie.

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Solid rain most of the day made hours and hours of mellifluous white noise.

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Speaking of tools, 🤣, we fired up the furnace yesterday to stave off the brrrrrrr. In truth, we’ve rolled into the winter side of autumn, after an unseasonably warm summer side of autumn.

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We received our first rain with a chance of soaking in since Helene. Yay. It began last night and into the morning, and then the afternoon was merely overcast and damp.

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Confession: this photo is from last week in the UP, a daisy-ish fleur in a mowed path, nestled in with a dusting of fallen leaves.

I thought it was dry up there, yet it’s dry dry dry here, too—no rain yet in this month in ATL, which is…WOW!…as it’s already the 23rd. OTOH, it’s great to see a flower even if the weather is especially arid and un-supporting of plants.

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We saw (not heard) so many diverse views today. I have managed to pick two images; they are not representative. Look at this soupy fog in the valleys when we began our drive in the Appalachians.

I didn’t expect anything like this display at the state-line welcome center where we entered Tennessee. The message (perhaps): watch out for ghosts, dolls, and pumpkins!

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