Friday, 17 March 2023
We spent this morning doing errands, which is the same as accomplishing goals beyond the normal daily activities. First, I found cable connectivity, as the saying goes, in spades.
At the next stop, we found crumpets. Real, 3-D, “golden brown” crumpets.
Later, I legged it outdoors to recover from all the morning’s indoor activities and found bucket work underway. I snapped this and kept moving. [Yes, it was raining; not an impediment to my walk.]
Thursday, 16 March 2023
A consuming quiet peace washed over me as I looked up at these new leaves, with a blue, blue sky behind them.
Wednesday, 15 March 2023
Looks like the azaleas might make it through the cold snap(s). More below freezing temps coming in the wee hours tonight (too). This is sunset, today. [A local meteorologist suggested that March may be colder on average than February this year…yikes.]
Tuesday, 14 March 2023
Weather watch post again…our primary azalea display is on the cusp of full-on extravaganza, yet we are expecting six hours of below-freezing temps just before sun-warmth arrives tomorrow. Fingers crossed endurance triumphs.
Monday, 13 March 2023
In truth, the biggest adjustment yesterday, contrary to the clock situation I wrote about, was/is Meeeee. I don’t do well with time changes, even “just” one hour. And I haven’t this time, either. It didn’t help that last evening we stayed up for the entire Oscars, also known as Everything winning most categories.
So, I awakened late this morning, and am now rather yawn-y…give me a week, and I’ll be back in (a version of) the groove.
White variant (and far less common) of the pink Eastern redbud pictured…a kind of an alternate reality.
Sunday, 12 March 2023
Of course, the big adjustment today was the old-style clocks that don’t talk to the Big Giant Head (if I have it right 😀). For me, that’s two: the range and the microwave. Both our vehicles also have one clock apiece that requires manual resetting, but that’s for another day.
Saturday, 11 March 2023
“Green, white accents.” That’s what I’d entitle this lovely front garden. The distant chairs look like blobs here; in person, they looked like they had the potential to be mildly comfortable. Pour me a martini!
Friday, 10 March 2023
There’s nothing original about a three-photo progression. Nevertheless, it can tug at the heart-strings.
So, there’s a bud, and a partly open flower.
And here are several open blooms.
These aren’t from the same bushes, but, duh, they’re all azaleas. And, I was out in the morning after the rain stopped. If I’d been out in the afternoon, the photos would show sunshine.
My favorite bit is the “hat” cap on the bud in the first photo (partly edited out of the image…sorry).
Thursday, 9 March 2023
In the passage of spring, we’re shifting from the bulbs to the fruit tree blooms.
Wednesday, 8 March 2023
Silverbell. Can’t figure out which one.
Neighbor’s “old car.” I grew up with a neighbor down the road who had many old cars, but they were much older than this one; his were Model T’s and that era.