Heavy fog in the morning and this evening, and all day it was moist. Although the wait at our polling place for early voting on Friday was something like two-and-a-half hours, today the wait was perhaps ten minutes.
As of now MSNBC is giving the edge to Incumbent Reverend Warnock, but also simultaneously indicates the race is too close to call. I do so hope that edge holds. Fingers crossed.
Just watched RWarnock on Reidout. The interview was at a pre-Covid favorite hangout of ours, the Democratic stronghold Manuel’s Tavern*. Joy knows how to say it—like instruction manual. No kidding. Don’t know why, but that’s the way it is.
So, the berries in the left package were priced at a premium, yet I couldn’t tell much difference between the sizes of the berries. In truth, I don’t think the left packages was worth one-third more….
Election Day tomorrow. Hoping for truth there, too.
* Stronghold as in JFK, Bill Clinton, Barack Obama, and similar, along with uncounted state and local officials and candidates.
This is kinda me…a bit out of focus and awaiting the sun. 😃 😃 😃
Also, awaiting Tueday’s vote count.
Perhaps I shouldn’t use that title the weekend before an election run-off…to clarify, the surprise is that this tree (at the less-than-six-feet-tall stage at present) is in our back yard (aka garden in Brit Engl). I did not know we hosted a beech there. Yay; so classy! [The winter foliage of beeches is so distinctive. This species, Fagus grandifolia, is the only Fagus species in North America—pretty sure.]
While you may be thinking that this accumulation of ginkgo leaves means the ginkgo leaf drop has happened, lemme tell you that there are plenty of (non-scientific estimation) leaves remaining attached to the tree above.
Here’s another beach that has a prominent place in my memory…this one facing east near Punta Cormorant, Floreana Island, Galápagos.
Sometime in the night, we woke up to realize that the power was out, I think because the smoke detector blipped. [The outage only lasted about two minutes, I was able to determine by looking at the stove clock much later.] I soon fell back asleep and sometime before I awakened and got up and headed for the coffee-maker, I had a dream that I remember little about except that I was standing on a sand beach next to Lake Superior. This beach is at the mouth of the Au Train River, last May. Look at that sky!
Watching the high early-voting counts and hoping…that some of the inaction in Washington is blocked. Don’t understand how people re-elect people to represent them who so frequently act against their personal best wishes.
In other news, a conviction on seditious conspiracy for not-going-to-include-his-name on his 6Jan behavior. Three days of deliberation. Those jurors get extra points.
We did our civic duty, and stood in line to early-vote. Along with many neighbors. Not all regular voting locations are open, and voters can go to any open location. This is a calculated strategy to make it more difficult to early-vote by bunching up those who elect to early vote. This strategy was crafted by anti-civic A_holes elected by not-me.
Despite the difficulties, I understand that early voting numbers are very high. Yay!
Our location is easy to get to from the city’s business district, and it is often shown on the news, including national and international stories.
We ended up discovering that we had a common friend with the fellow in line behind us…voting is a way to meet a neighbor, it turns out. After all, we were in line for 110 minutes until we cast our ballot.
Hat; no trick. However, it does make a still life. No life; yet still. This is a philosophical or logistical…whatever. Stay tuned.