Friday, 16 January 2026
Light drama.
Temperature drama.
Prediction drama: tomorrow morning there may be snow SOUTH of us (uncharacteristically, that south part). The on-air meteorologist warned that Atlantans will have to drive on the order of three hours south to get into the (probable) snow zone. And, I’m betting it’ll all be melted by, perhaps, 3pm.
Thursday, 15 January 2026
This houseplant perseveres, despite living outside for most of the summer. It is definitely inside tonight (and lately), as the temps will be wicked cold tonight.
Speaking of persevering, I was going to write about this yesterday, and forgot. My AppleWatch gives me a monthly goal, which changes every month, although the themes repeat. Often they require 14 days of doing something during the month, which means only weekends are not enough. This month, I have to get (earn in Apple-lingo) at least 96 “exercise minutes” on 14 days. Yesterday, I had 11, which is good for half the month. Today I have 12, so I’m well on my way to getting a fine symbolic Apple-attaboy.
Wednesday, 14 January 2026
We had an eerie defocused pre-dawn, then things cleared and I moved leaves around in sunshine. Now, the wind’s kicking up, and the first of two waves of cold-cold is coming in.
Tuesday, 13 January 2026
Nice morning color…it doesn’t last long. I’m always happy to catch it, and not miss it ’cause I’m making coffee or something.
Monday, 12 January 2026
I got a chance to look at Saturday’s trunk growth more closely. I’m still intrigued. [Just so you know, I’ll be moving on after this.]
Sunday, 11 January 2026
I stepped out to catch the dawn color, and bonus: the moon!
Saturday, 10 January 2026
Tree to self a year or so ago, in a moody rumble: No one walking by on that sidewalk looks up at my green mop and crowning glory…what to do? Aha, I’ll send sprouts out of my bark at eye level.
Friday, 9 January 2026
I looked at these roses and thought pretty!, as I enjoyed the ombré color graduation. Then, I looked closer and thought, ick!, as I realized they were past their prime and a bit withered.
That’s kinda like today, which began with light overcast that became heavier all day. Finally, rain began somewhere around 6pm initiating full murkiness.
Thursday, 8 January 2026
The pre-sun morning sky wasn’t very spectacular…
…so I also took a goodbye-sun photo.
Wednesday, 7 January 2026
At our Xmas gathering, our hostess gave us each a scratch-off lottery ticket. This tradition began to support the Hope scholarships that eventually funded our hostess’s college years, at least in part.
As the odds indicate, mostly none of us win anything beyond the occasional free new ticket.
This year three of the five of us had winning tickets, and somehow we ended up with all of them. The Guru cashed them in this afternoon, and got…tada!…$34. Woohoo!