Saturday, 6 May 2023
Big public activities today requiring hats or requiring no-hats, and sometimes changes of hats. These two had the fanciest hats, hands down. Several times over.
On this side of the pond, many lady-hats and some man-hats at the event in Kentucky (although I didn’t watch). None with goose-egg jewels.
Not my photo…goes without saying, eh?
Friday, 5 May 2023
Two years ago we visited Shoshone Falls, on the Snake River, in Idaho. We got within a hundred miles of that spot when we creased Idaho about a month ago. For whatever it’s worth.
Thursday, 4 May 2023
Reading “South Riding” (by Winifred Holtby, 1936), a novel of its time (as many of them are). The clever (?) twist of the name is there is no South Riding in the real UK, although Britain has an East, West, and North version; also the word riding derives from the Viking term for thirds, so…still clever: no fourth version. Still, “South Riding” works as a novelized anthropological study of the people, places, and political machinations of eastern Yorkshire, north of Hull, after WWI and before WWII.
So distinctive, the heart-shaped leaves of Cercis canadensis, the eastern redbud.
Wednesday, 3 May 2023
I did a bit of digging, and on this day in 2017, that is six years ago, we were roaming on foot around Dublin.
Here, we had a windy afternoon (sigh: again). And a shooting in Midtown ATL; cops say they’ve got the perp, although local stations are still covering it as breaking news. Really.
Tuesday, 2 May 2023
This is day three of windy windy windy afternoons. Not enjoying the tension engendered….
Monday, 1 May 2023
Tonight: bison burgers. His: with cheese. Mine: not.
Both of us: very happy (in the dining realm).
Sunday, 30 April 2023
Clearly an iris, although I think of an iris as having a purple-blue color. Generalizations…for better or worse.
Saturday, 29 April 2023
We actually socialized with friends we havent seen in years. Seemed rather strange in these covid times.
Friday, 28 April 2023
Gentle Readers, today I finished the book version of “Daisy Jones & The Six“. Mixed reaction. I felt that the author, Taylor Jenkins Reid, got two of the lead female characters, and not-so-much Daisy, the headliner. Or, perhaps, the whole piece was…thin.
You could say: well, you did spend the time to read the entire book. True. And, overall, I’m thinking, it wasn’t worth my time. Not a poor or bad book, merely one that was less than I thought it could have been.
Thursday, 27 April 2023
I’m trying to expand my horizons. It’s a new year’s resolution-level intention.
Still, I have a hard time with this, Cornus kousa. I can easily accept that it’s a dogwood, yet it still looks off to me. I’m attuned to the rounded bracts of Cornus florida.
I’m working on being more accepting of “new” things and ideas.