Saturday, 24 August 2019
Today was an almost day. As in: I almost went for a walk; this is almost a flag; the photo was almost taken today (it’s from our mountain snorkeling adventure); and, we almost had a Buddha bowl dinner.
And that’s enough almosts.
Friday, 23 August 2019
Glow before full sun.
Effect of full sun.
This brought happy memories.
This brought none…because: no pool. Heh. Reasonably clever name, though.
Thursday, 22 August 2019
This image makes it seem like I was out while it was still dark. Or only a bit light out. You decide; it was 7:19am.
My fitness device (FD) is dying. It can no longer properly record an “activity,” that is, an exercise session. Lasted almost 14 months. Thinking about getting an Oura. Or going FD-nekkid.
Wednesday, 21 August 2019
Designed and intentional: Ford Fairlane 250 logo.
Unintentional: black hose coil into an unplanned snake.
Tuesday, 20 August 2019
We went up in the mountains.
To a lake.
Where D and I did some snorkeling! It was cool and lovely and beautiful. And fun.
We also enjoyed a picnic before looping through over another ridge before returning to Inside the Perimeter™.
Monday, 19 August 2019
Days are getting shorter. Sigh.
Caught my eye. Even though the sun wasn’t quite up yet.
Ah, there’s the sun. Time to head home.
Sunday, 18 August 2019
The sun found me soon after I began the return leg of my walk. Hot and humid air, with dry, dry soil. [Using dishwater on the basil, BTW.]
We realized we had a bit of cabin fever (the hot-weather, summer kind), so we took off on a unplanned route west and north from The City. Don’t remember seeing this corner-Stacey before. Guess that’s one reason to take a Sunday drive.
Our loop was long enough that we needed a necessary break…right by the Visitor Center for the Kennesaw Mountain Civil War National Park of Parks. The entrance is disguised by vegetation (like this American beautybush) and a new (decorative) split-rail fence that a goat could push over in about thirty seconds. You can see both on your next visit. And cannons.
Saturday, 17 August 2019
I’m pretty sure I had a half-dozen clever ideas to blather about, but, now that the keyboard is beneath my fingers, pfft.
So, the mundane. In the early morning low humidity, I actually got out for a push-push walk, prior to the arrival of the sun and sweatiness.
Title drips sarcasm? Drip, drip.
Friday, 16 August 2019
Our gardenia is making a second go at blooming (inhale: mmmmm), even despite the heat.
Thursday, 15 August 2019
Had my final turtle time. This is an oblique way of indicating that I saw the foot surgeon for my two-year checkup, and got a fine bill of health. One foot’s worth, anyway.
Subsequently, we celebrated (?) by running the pickup through the carwash to get the accumulated tree gunk removed. The trade-off with having a shady place to park it is that gravity turns it into stained artwork. For now, it’s silvery superb.