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Weaving My Own Rug
I will not confirm or deny that I had anything to do with this phrase in popular vernacular appearing on the sidewalk in front of my kitchen window. With the heavy rain we had yesterday it i...
Moderation?
They will have finished putting the lower branches on by now and the lighting ceremony is in a few hours. The tree was put up later this year than last, so I was happy to see it. We need thing...
What is Lost, What is Not
Carlo. The look. I get this every day. Excuse me, the look says, could it be possible you are paying attention to anything other than me? I took this picture on this day eleven years ago. He h...
Insufferably So
A little late garden cheer. Not mine, the “other” community garden. The Cosmo in my garden is thriving even if I did have to go shore it up with a brick today as there has been wind recently. ...
Recovering My Mojo
It is persimmon on the flower clock. Yes, I know that persimmons are not flowers, but I don’t have a fruit clock. Although it might not be a bad idea. Yum, persimmon salad. With a little walnu...
Crazy Town with Yellow Leaves
I took this midday yesterday from the 9th floor clinic where I had a mammogram. I feel incredibly lucky that I can walk to all these preventative tests. Anyway, the reason I am sharing this le...
Until He Gets Bored
The rainy season is upon us. As I have too much to do this weekend and I wanted to get my cardio in this morning, and as my Garmin fitness tracker told me that a 45-minute brisk walk was recom...
Procrastination, I Admit it
I am playing hooky (aka procrastinating) on some League work. It is not that I am not doing League work, I am just not doing some of it. The bits that I don’t exactly know how to do. This is m...
Inexplicable
Like many places, we were lucky to have dry mostly sunny weather for our No Kings rally and march. It is clouding up now and rain is on the way. The preliminary estimates are 40,000 people for...
Toast, Cats, and Quiet Resolve
The color palette sure changes with the change in seasons. This is an arbutus on the way to the garden this last week. We still don’t have Federalized troops here yet. I feel bad for the 200...
The Turn
In retrospect it was a crazy week. It feels like I am not giving 100% in my classes. That happens periodically, I get kind of flat. It also happens when my full attention is not in the room. T...
Hearing vs. Listening
I was thinking I had put up a similar picture taken from the same window here relatively recently but when I went back and looked it was 13 months ago. Wow. In so many ways my life is the same...
An Ideal Life
I need to see if I can write myself into a better mood. There is so much to be grateful for. My dermatologist told me yesterday, after zapping my face in three places with liquid nitrogen, th...
Not Going There
I don’t know why I took this picture Thursday. I walked by, looked, and went back and took the picture. It spoke to me on some subliminal level, and I was thinking maybe I could write a poem a...
Variations on Abundance
A delightful array of Zinnias in a parking strip garden last weekend. The person I work with the closest on the League stuff is a civil engineer for the city and she shared a spot on our loc...
Some Good Things in the Mix
It is that time of year here… Some personal good news items. My dental team is happy with my recovery. And if they are happy, I am happy. I have a follow-up in mid-November but am now able to...
Yeah, Maybe I Should Let Them...Be
So much for having time to read posts and leave notes… Maybe today. This is one of the two pear trees left out back. There were espaliered against the wall, but we have a new maintenance compa...
A Phase, With Staple Remover in Hand
From the garden Friday, neighbor’s plot. I haven’t ventured into growing dahlias yet. I am taking a bit of a break today from a busy week. Not that I won’t be doing things, but I have more u...
The State of Things in My World
Rudbeckia. I am not taking all that many pictures lately as I have mostly just been going to the garden or downtown. I take lots of pictures at the garden. I find it useful to check back and s...
Tradeoffs
I already talk about myself more around the edges of my classes than I am comfortable with, so I haven’t shared this quirky thing with anyone yet and and therefore tag, you are it. Mrs. Sherlo...
Social Anxiety - Bleh
A pineapple guava here in someone’s front yard. The flowers are apparently edible, as is the fruit. Native to Columbia and Brazil I bet this tree/shrub would make someone homesick coming acros...
Inspiration and Discomfort
In the garden, sweet peas grown from seed, started at home and carried one at a time down to the plot. They are so pretty with the Nepeta and the Lithodora. In addition, two of the native plan...
Me and the Elephants
It’s a thing for me, hydrangeas and the 4th of July. It’s been overcast all day, and I think that is not a bad thing for the folks at our scaled down Waterfront Blues Festival. Fewer bad sunbu...
An Ambulance and a Lagoon
The lagoon at the native plant center out on our favorite island. Mrs. Sherlock and I went out there this morning after class. It was a lovely adventure. And I needed one. I had the perfect ...
So Yeah, World. With Pizza
Cardoons on the flower clock. I have never eaten one, but they grow well here. Apparently as opposed to artichokes one eats the stems not the leaves. And stems they have! They grow tall. And t...
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What flits through at a particular time.
