On the road…
Wednesday, 26 June 2019

…cone sightings are not surprising.

At a stop, however, not expected: stacks of new(?) golf cart tires.

Could be anywhere: exceedingly afflicted poison ivy…makes me happy in a twisted way.
Wednesday, 26 June 2019

…cone sightings are not surprising.

At a stop, however, not expected: stacks of new(?) golf cart tires.

Could be anywhere: exceedingly afflicted poison ivy…makes me happy in a twisted way.
Tuesday, 25 June 2019

The basil was READY. 🌱 I scissored ✂️ it back, snip ✂︎ snip. I didn’t worry about shaping 🌳 the plant (hah), just removed all the flowering spikes and their leaves, and the almost-ready-to-flower spikes. This process captured enough for a pesto pasta with perhaps twice the pesto that might normally be used. Rich! 🌈 Lucky! 🍀
Monday, 24 June 2019

Rumor around the neighborhood two decades ago (or so) was that Elton John owned this place. It’s not a McMansion so I could never believe he lived here, but maybe someone important to him did…. Anyway, just in advance of the rumor someone put a buncha $$$ into the property, including having this curving staircase built.

I’m going with morning glory and not bindweed, but the purple centers have me confused. Of course, they’re related, so? 🤷 And I’m no taxonomist, no? 🤷
Sunday, 23 June 2019

Somekinda deep flower unknown to me. Or, frankly, forgotten. It happens.

Now this, don’t think I’ve seen white lavender before, but that is what this is. And the bees know it’s collection time.

We got blasted by two vigorous storm cells. Rain. Wind. Mildly scary for a Sunday afternoon when we didn’t have any idea we’d riled up the weather gods.
Saturday, 22 June 2019

Apologies for the curt post yeasterday. I was amidst a complicated battery discharging/recharging regime. Judging by today’s data, it worked! Yay!

I’m pretty sure this is the messiest job site I’ve seen herebouts. Knew you’d want to be in the know. 🙃*
Just found out that the upside-down slightly smiling emoji indicates sarcasm. Alternate: 🙄 but this one can also mean playful—NOT the same.
Thursday, 20 June 2019

I rolled out trying to beat the heat…not possible, but earlier is less humid-dramatic. Car hood had proof that we got some precipitation overnight, but the street was mostly dry.

On up the hill and around the corner, the street between trees was damp, so variable rainfall. Homeowners had a one-car garage replaced with this two-“seater” (!). I fail to grasp the philosophy behind the lone sentinel landscaping. Anybody?

Okay, I gotta give you a Thursday flower—this delicate spike. What a color!
Wednesday, 19 June 2019

Somehow this flower is two, one embedded in the other. New “model” to me!

Someone’s sod project seems like only a marginal success…surprising since we’ve had plenty of rain lately. Perhaps the grass looks afflicted because the sod was flopped down on compacted soil?
Tuesday, 18 June 2019

Rain last night loaded down the flexible branches of this crepe myrtle.

The Mercedes wasn’t under low-hanging boughs, yet it did collect leaf-bits.

A Treasure Truck is good at attracting attention based on name alone. I hear you have to sign up for a steady diet of emails from AMMMMMazoNNNNN to find out what the deals are and where the truck will be. On balance, I’d prefer similar info on food trucks.
Monday, 17 June 2019

Not far from the house I helloed with a fellow who was walking his dog. I don’t remember him or the dog, so perhaps we haven’t crossed paths before. He smelled strongly of patchouli and the dog was something like a black standard poodle. I kept going and turned the corner, and finally the patchouli scent faded.

Later, I walked in the street past a parked pickup, windows closed, as no sidewalks on that street; I couldn’t tell for sure, but wondered if it had been there all night. I caught the scent of pipe tobacco, or the sweet tobacco smell some of it has, as I passed the driver’s door. But only near the door.

My question: do smells linger longer in super-humid air?
If I had to do captions, I’d start with something along the lines of “backlit redbud leaves,” “rampant polebeans (auto-correct changed that to plebeians, harhar),” and non-chemical weed-killer (except it is made from petroleum chemicals, I recall).