Here we are in the summer rain again
It was sunshowering most of the afternoon, so without doing anything as sensible as looking for rainbows, I went for a walk with my ancient digital camera which now turns itself off at regularly inopportune moments and still managed to capture some rain-dusted flowers.
The neighborhood hibiscus are reliably beautiful in all weathers.
The rain beaded on their veined petals like eyespots.
They even looked opulent when blown backward like umbrellas.
None of my pictures of the glistening scales of plane bark came out to my real satisfaction.
The telephone wires made it look like the tree itself was broadcasting.
I liked the soft beading of the rain on the down of the lamb's ear.
Not pictured: the begonias that looked like a crumpled hat. The marigolds seemed totally unfazed.
The sunset was spectacular and the ceiling lamp in my office added an in-camera flying saucer.
The latest fruit of college radio has been Mona's "Kiss Like a Woman" (2018) and the all-ages cute queerness of its video. Since I had just been talking to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch about Charles Mee, I was extremely happy to see that the (re)making project is still online. The shell-shocking student production of The Trojan Woman: A Love Story (1994) which I saw at Brandeis in 2002 had been substantially, correctly rearranged from the original text. It triggered short fiction of mine directly and I still think about it.
The neighborhood hibiscus are reliably beautiful in all weathers.
The rain beaded on their veined petals like eyespots.
They even looked opulent when blown backward like umbrellas.
None of my pictures of the glistening scales of plane bark came out to my real satisfaction.
The telephone wires made it look like the tree itself was broadcasting.
I liked the soft beading of the rain on the down of the lamb's ear.
Not pictured: the begonias that looked like a crumpled hat. The marigolds seemed totally unfazed.
The sunset was spectacular and the ceiling lamp in my office added an in-camera flying saucer.
The latest fruit of college radio has been Mona's "Kiss Like a Woman" (2018) and the all-ages cute queerness of its video. Since I had just been talking to
spatch about Charles Mee, I was extremely happy to see that the (re)making project is still online. The shell-shocking student production of The Trojan Woman: A Love Story (1994) which I saw at Brandeis in 2002 had been substantially, correctly rearranged from the original text. It triggered short fiction of mine directly and I still think about it.
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Also, those marigolds look very staunch.
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To be blasted at dance party volumes at all opportunities. I have earplugs.
Also, those marigolds look very staunch.
Everything else was at least a little flopped over! We should probably take them as a role model.
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I just have to show up!
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Thank you!
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Or like it’s a harp.
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I am down with harp-trees.
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The telephone wires made it look like the tree itself was broadcasting.
I love that one!
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Thank you!
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The wood wide web! <3
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I like that!
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Lovely photos, as always!
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Honestly, I would, too.
Lovely photos, as always!
Thank you!
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Thank you! It was all the hibiscus. I had the chance this afternoon to compliment the man in whose yard that particular set are growing, all brilliantly tropical colors and the size of dinner plates. He seemed a little confused that I stopped and stuck my head out of the car to yell nice things about his flowers, but they deserved it.
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Have you noticed a change in what plants are around? For the longest time, if I saw a field of short, yellow flowers that I could not make out, I'd probably assume they were dandelions. Now, I'd think bird's-foot trefoil, which I find pretty up close.
And in the Great Meadows Concord years ago, I remember seeing signs explaining invasive plants. I'm guessing one was purple loosestrife. This summer, I feel like suddenly I see it everywhere (along highways and roads in the Greater Boston Area; ditto as I drove to Ithaca, NY, and definitely along roads and next to lawns in that area).
I find change this fast a bit unnerving.
Oh, and I love red meat. The NYT had an article that says the lone star tick and alpha-gal syndrome are so widespread in Martha's Vineyard that there's been a real impact on diet and what restaurants serve. One baker can't eat most of her own products, and one man thinks he fainted from an allergic reaction to BBQ smoke. Plus sugar and other foods processed with charcoal made from bones need to be avoided. Eek!
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Thank you! I do. I like water, cities, and growing things, and will get weird if sufficiently deprived of them, in common with most of my species.
I find change this fast a bit unnerving.
I am not a fan of the instantaneous invasion of black swallow-wort. Since our back yard was razed, it's mostly what's growing back and I hate it. I would also feel a lot less weird about the proliferation of invasive species if so many of them were not a direct result of the warming world.
I am very much hoping never to have to deal with a tick-borne disease and I wish you the same.
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also lots of oriental bittersweet. I'm not sure when that proliferated. I think it was already well established when I noticed it. Ditto another plant I don't have the name for on the tip of my tongue; grows tall, hollow stems; white flowers.
I am very much hoping never to have to deal with a tick-borne disease and I wish you the same.
Thanks, and I have the same hope for you! Definitely one reason I haven't gotten back into playing disc golf.