Saturday, 8 February 2020
With the dawn…frost on the vehicles.
By midmorning…big fat flakes on the gazebo-moss. And then it became melty flakes, then just drips. North of here, enough accumulation to make the ground white, even the scraggly grass.
Stand by for a few days, and we’ll return to rainy winter. You just wait!
Friday, 7 February 2020
I found these lovelies in a neighbor’s yard. One of ours is finally blooming (it’s in a shadowier location, so slower to flower), but the recent rain has plastered it to the ground, totally supine. I don’t know how these resist lodging.
Thursday, 6 February 2020
We got some serious rain today, but other places not far away got far more, over five inches in some spots. Five! And more inches total coming tomorrow and next week.
Winter is the rainy season in these parts.
Winter sometimes SOMEtimes means white stuff here. Rumor is there might be a few flakes tomorrow morning after the cold rolls in…up in the mountains, not here, however.
Wednesday, 5 February 2020
Free range.
Captive audience.
Title is from the Prime’s interface. Vroom.
Tuesday, 4 February 2020
Abandoned ceremonial marker.
Teensy root ball for such a tall tree.
I think that iridescent film on this spring pool is natural. Think.
Okay, outta the woods. I rather like this portion of the dogwood statue juxtaposed against the midtown skyline. And the reflections, of course.
Monday, 3 February 2020
I feel compelled to look up when I visit this sculpture. Sorry to say, I’ve never looked for the artist’s name and the name of the piece.
I just checked GooMaps, and it’s not there. Aha, cleverness…new angle of attack. Success! The BeltLine website indicates it’s Tim Frank’s “Angier Spring Monumental Work,” commissioned for this location and installed in 2017.
No Canada geese are nesting this year at this floodwater catchment pond. The turtles are flourishing, however (on sloping rock, and elsewhere in the sun and out of the water).
A couple had brought bread and were throwing chunks at a pair of mallards. I’m guessing the turtles will eat later, after they are thoroughly warmed. I did see bread bits floating elsewhere in the water, with schools of minnows chowing down in radial formation around each piece.
Arrrgh. Lousy exposure. Next time. Nice to have deep shade; temp today reached 76°F.
Sunday, 2 February 2020
We got to the park and right away spotted this dudette/dude “pecking” along, searching for food, I thought…”looking for a lost contact,” the Guru said knowingly.
Muscovy duck view of a cactus on a monumental planter dating back to an exposition, I think in 1895.
Duck view, if in flight. I was atop the (six-story?) parking garage that drew all kinds of flack when it was proposed, under construction, and first built. Now, as promised, you pretty much can’t see it, even now when the leaves are off. And nobody complains that the parking pressure on the neighborhoods nearby dropped…for a time, although plenty of visitors still cruise the nearby streets for a free spot. C’est la vie. Or is it c’est la view?
Saturday, 1 February 2020
Welcome to February, the red-heart-and-flowers month. Somehow January zoooooomed by while I was in a fog.
Mirai is Japanese for future. Toyota has a model called Mirai. Do not confuse Mirai and Marais. The latter is French for swamp. End of language lesson.
Friday, 31 January 2020
I can’t describe how sad I feel that publicly visible corruption is endemic in our national government. I was staggered that two of our Supreme Court Justices were willing to go on live television and lie under oath…nope. I’m stopping here….
I leave you with…? drooping gold sheep? under a tree of life? I don’t know what I’m looking at. [Mall window display, little-used side hallway.]
Thursday, 30 January 2020
Serious crane-truck to lift that protective steel plate…I did wonder what equipment they use for that. [I like the reflection of the safety vest in the mailbox.]
Are squirrel-discarded pecan shell fragments also a form of infrastructure?
Flower update. Yup, the early bulbs are hitting their stride.
Sorry if you were mislead by the title and were looking forward to reading insightful comments about the 💩 flinging going on in DC.