Musings
Knowing the heat was coming, I got out right after coffee for a bit of pruning, then we went to town for a few groc necessities. I suspect this is an Asian honeysuckle that escaped from the great-grandmother garden, and not a native species. This branch survived the pruning.
Late in the afternoon, we walked across the road to visit with the neighbors at a social distance (plus), and to pick some of their lettuce—lovely and tasty.
Between these two, I just soaked in the heat, from a seated and decidedly un-lively position. [I call that afflicted by the heat/humidity combo.]
Posted at 7:19 PM |
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I still don’t know what this sapsucker was up to with the wing held sideways. S/he eventually stuck the beak under the wing in a normal manner when preening, then flew off, but s/he held the wing-out position for maybe two minutes without paying attention to it. Not hurt; a yoga stretch, perhaps?
I called these harebells the other day, but I think they’re garden bluebells gone wild.
First photo: not a woodpecker; second photo: not a harebell. I’m living and learning. 🤨
Both photos qualify as snapshots and no more. The first was through the screen/window, and the second just would not expose better.
Posted at 5:37 PM |
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Green as in: well before harvest time. Green apples.
Green grapes.
Okay. And a fine view of the blue sky, white pouf-clouds, and the grey-turquoise lake. With red chairs.
We are lucky living in this colorful place.
Posted at 5:10 PM |
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Fancy a human-made landscape? Here’s a transformation of tundra-swamp into open water…albeit shallow. When it was built in the 1930s, none of this vegetation in the water existed. Now, MaNachur is turning it back into swamp via mats of reeds and lilies and the like.
For now, trumpeter swans gracefully feeding. Shallow, no?
Posted at 6:07 PM |
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Mighty tasty black raspberries.
Lovely lake. Open sky.
Winsome woodchuck. [But a big eater. S/he moved on from the lawn to nab flowers. Rrrrr.]
Or maybe it’s more the images than the adjectives.
Posted at 8:10 PM |
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Spartan! Yeah, an ag school…different kind of maize here than at that big, noisy school down the old Indian trail to the southeast.
Sheriff…as in behind the law on top of the bridge.
Cloud cover looks a bit thicker than it was. Just want to mention: temp about 69°F. Soooooo fiiiiiine.
Posted at 9:18 PM |
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We escaped the Metro. We found blue ridges. But not The Blue Ridges. Pretty pretty pretty.
On the move snaps can be blurry…or capture surprisingly pleasing not-what-I-was-hoping-for shots.
Posted at 9:22 PM |
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The Fates had spiny, thorny hearts today, taking our fine and righteous Congressman, John Robert Lewis. RIP, Mr. Lewis.
Posted at 10:22 PM |
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It’s not sunrise. Or sunset.
It’s not wisteria, like I first thought. Just some tossed lilacs. Memory photo.
Posted at 6:48 PM |
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I was heartened when I saw SOME overcast.
Turns out it was ephemeral.
And loaded with humidity.
Today, I’m in love with air-conditioning.
Posted at 8:25 PM |
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