New and old
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.
Musings
Deciphering a small-world
Tuesday, 7 March 2023
Lots to see here. First, the bloom and the foliage do not go together. A jasmine blossom fell strategically off a vine far above this green-whatever. Also, there are many insects. Are the white ones aphids? I dunno.
Densification
Sunday, 5 March 2023
For a time, I kept track of this lot. The last time I posted a photo of it, if I remember correctly, workers were finishing the two floors below the (former) ground surface, which appeared to both be parking levels. Now, the apartments far above are being finished, and I’m sure the builders are more than ready to have inhabitants move in, and to start working down their debt load. Or perhaps I’m projecting.
The title refers to the increased pressure on nearby roads and sidewalks and businesses by the new residents of this multistory building, which used to be a one-story artist studio and apartment structure. Sooooo many more residents to come….
My oh my
Saturday, 4 March 2023
We had one of those gorgeous days that sometimes follow awful storms. In this case, the storm wasn’t that awful…in our neighborhood. Clear, however, is, whew, lovely. Note the tiny leaves emanating green-ness on the tree to the left. [I’m glorying in the Time of the Redbud Buds; see tree to the right.]
Our trees are all upright
Friday, 3 March 2023
We waited and waited for today’s excitement. Wind blasted us before the front came through with rain, wind and more wind. This was the height of it at 5:22pm. We are glad the excitement has left us with merely regular Friday evening delights. [Probably the fifth White Lotus of season one.]
Nature’s art
Thursday, 2 March 2023
This is the most arty pollen-rimmed ex-puddle I saw today.
Rather like marbled endpaper.
Change over time
Wednesday, 1 March 2023
Today. No precip, and no skyscraper tops.
In contrast: this was yesterday. The long view….
And, back to Monday, here’s another clue as to the bench removal from another bench in the same park. This suggests that the wooden slats are failing (rotten), and that’s why benches were removed. However, why not take this bench, too? Was the truck full? Were they out of replacement slots? The mystery continues.
Redbud beauty
Tuesday, 28 February 2023
I do enjoy this view, yet mostly can’t create shots that match what I see. Nice color smear.
Close up of redbud blooms. No smear.
Also, the pine pollen is arriving. Rain coming soon will help.
City business or business in the city?
Monday, 27 February 2023
This is today’s biggest tale of intrigue (in my limited, personal experience). I spotted two guys at the edge of a city park with battery-powered drills removing the whatever to allow a bench to pull free from bolts embedded in concrete footings. Further along, I spotted this guy wheeling a different bench away. None of the guys wore any logos or uniforms of city employees. What was the deal? I dunno. Too many homeless using the benches? Too many nannies with tired feet resting with strollers of sleeping tots? Too many dogs urinating on the legs of the benches?