Thursday, 6 March 2025
We’re in that transition season when (some of) the grass is still winter-brown, with green accents from early turf-onions. Also, we may be in the coldest phase of this spring, and it’ll be warmer from here on (here’s hoping?).
Wednesday, 5 March 2025
During my post-rain walk, I discovered many dewy blooms, not all as elegant as this deciduous magnolia.
Tuesday, 4 March 2025
We’re supposed to have a front come through overnight, so windy storms, perhaps (hopefully?) weaker than the other weekend that caused us to need four large trees removed. Whew. Still, before the winds, somehow a fading camellia blossom found its way to our front steps this afternoon.
Monday, 3 March 2025
I just stepped out to get a moon shot, well, the photo kind, but I wasn’t terribly stable, so the moon is blown-out.
Sunday, 2 March 2025
Crystals are…seductive? Otherworldly? [This image is presented approximately life-sized, if memory serves….]
Our word crystal derives ultimately from the Greek word for both “rock crystal” and “ice.” Very parallel.
Saturday, 1 March 2025
These plants, decorative in this area, mystified me (with my northern mental database) until I found them labelled somewhere. Now, I know them to be relatives of artichokes…sporting rather elegant dagger-leaves-of-green.
Friday, 28 February 2025
Our view through the garden to the rising sun…sooooo changed. Indeed, we might even be able to grow grass (!!!). For now, we’re just trying to get used to the increased light. [Guess that’s the same for the vegetation?] [Am I repeating myself?]
Thursday, 27 February 2025
The dangerous trees (in the insurance world) are off the property, gone or in pieces stacked in the street. However, serious compaction is left behind. Who are the next specialists we need to counteract this problem? Rrrr. Aerator consultants, perhaps?
Wednesday, 26 February 2025
Meet the stubborn stob (which I wanted to spell as staub, but I don’t think that’s a real word in English, although this posting program is accepting it—hmm, while it tries to change stob to stop—rrrr). The crew de-branched the stob yesterday, and they’re coming back tomorrow to take it down. Waah. But it has to go. We had a good run with these trees, and now a no-name storm has taken them from us (with the help of tree-removal teams).
Tuesday, 25 February 2025
Unwatered fountains look like something’s missing (duh fits, but it’s more than duh). We’re on the edge of the first raft of spring pollen, so I suspect fountains will flow soon.
This somewhat pineapple-y fountain is in Greenville EssCee, and no, it doesn’t turn.