Miniature meditations on the imagery I notice as my life moves me around my country and the world.
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
Angel-wing begonia
The proudest survivor of all the plants in our household: this angel-wing begonia was originally a cutting from one of my mother's plants more than a decade ago. During our move to Iowa in 2013, it suffered badly in the car and lost all of its leaves and stalks right down to stumps. We gave it up for lost, but just in case put it out on our back patio, where it began to sprout again a couple of weeks later. Not long after this picture was taken, it became a target of interest for our stuck-at-home bored toddler, who experimentally ripped all of its leaves off once again. Now recovered in a more protected room, it is once again flourishing, nearly back again to its biggest extent of broad, dark spotted leaves.
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
Monday, December 28, 2020
Sunday, December 27, 2020
Saturday, December 26, 2020
On guard from above
Looking pensively down the stairs from above, Salvatore stands guard while simultaneously seeking refuge from the marauding toddler.
Friday, December 25, 2020
Thursday, December 24, 2020
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
Monday, December 21, 2020
Visiting butterfly
A butterfly camped out on our outdoor table next to me. I noticed that it looked rather asymmetrical, and suspect that it may have been wounded, a chunk taken out by some predatory bird or such.
Sunday, December 20, 2020
Saturday, December 19, 2020
Joyful forager
We, of course, aren't the only ones who enjoy the juneberries, and only eat the barest fraction of the fruit. Most is gorged upon by birds and squirrels, like this happy specimen who I observed out of our upstairs office window.
Friday, December 18, 2020
A bounty of juneberries
Our front yard has a wonderfully bountiful juneberry tree. For years, I just thought they were an annoyance, beautiful but unknown-and-therefore-must-be-poisonous, and ending up heavily caked all over the front side of my car. Then my sister in law, who really knows her plants, identified them for us and explained that they were both edible and delicious. I still went cautiously at first, but once I'd eaten them for a while without incident, others in the family joined as well. Their season is very short (mostly just a few weeks in June, you know), and usually I miss it in the hustle and bustle of our lives. This year, however, bound at home in the pandemic, I managed to pick many quarts and we enjoyed them fresh by the handful, baked in pies, sprinkled over cheerios in the morning, and other ways besides. I have six pints in the freezer still, waiting for use to remind me of summer across our dark cold winter this year.
Thursday, December 17, 2020
Tolerance
With all of us at home during the pandemic, the cats have been unavoidably much more exposed to toddler shenanigans. Fortunately, both have proven to be surprisingly tolerant, as demonstrated by Veronica sitting with these pompoms that two-year-old Vera was putting on top of her.
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
Stalking amongst the violets
While our cats are mostly required to be indoor animals, my wife is ambitious enough to actually get Salvatore here onto a leash and take him out for walks. Here he is stalking through the violets in Spring, ears all a-twitch in hunting mode.
Tuesday, December 15, 2020
Tracking a bunny
One of the most favorite subjects of cat attention is the backyard rabbits. We have a handful in burrows back there, and they are especially cute in spring, when the little baby bunnies appear like tiny fuzzy handfuls.
Monday, December 14, 2020
Kitty television
Up on our kitchen windowsill, the cats stare intently at their entertainment, all the birds and rodents in our back yard.
Sunday, December 13, 2020
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Friday, December 11, 2020
Spring blossoms
Another little cluster of blossoms on the tree, this one bursting out of the side of a rather substantial branch.
Thursday, December 10, 2020
Spring blossoms
Clusters of intensely colored blossoms on one of the trees in front of our house. I don't actually know what tree this is, and I'd love to know: when we moved in, it was a little bushy shrub, and as we just didn't bother pruning it, our little shrub has boosted itself fifteen or twenty feet high and is exploding with these bunches of blossoms all over its branches every spring.
Wednesday, December 9, 2020
Budding trees
And now, let's go back to a bit of a more positive space: budding trees throwing out new leaves in the early Spring.
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
Canned vegetables
Cans of vegetables, packed tight together in a storage box. As happens, we've been able to stay in fresh vegetables, and are actually eating more of those than before the pandemic, but I'm not sorry to have a bit of reserve for if we need it.
Monday, December 7, 2020
Jars of sauces
Jars of sauces, stacked up on our basement shelves, waiting for their turn to come upstairs to cook. One of the little bits of luck we had before the pandemic is that, following a couple of flooding incidents, we'd recent installed a whole lot of storage shelving in our basement to be able to raise things up above the ground. So we just happened to have a bunch of extra shelf space, just waiting to be used for storing dry goods. So when I started noticing coronavirus news in late January and early February, it was easy to lay in a store of a month of food and toilet paper and such just in case... though at that time I never realized just how long the scope of the crisis we'd all be dealing with might be.
Sunday, December 6, 2020
Packages in quarantine
In our basement, piles of packages wait in quarantine before they can come up and be opened. One of the words our toddler has learned is "dequarantine," and when I say it she cheers and comes to "help" with taking things out of the box.
Saturday, December 5, 2020
Swarming packages
Along with the tulips came the packages, swarming to our front step as we adjusted our life to be entirely at home during the pandemic.
Friday, December 4, 2020
Thursday, December 3, 2020
Corn sign, Iowa
Sign for a business carved in the corn beside, returning into Iowa.
And this is it, folks: I'm out of travel images to post. From here on, we're going to be staying close to home in Iowa, at my house or the parks I go to walk in here in Johnson County, until the end of the pandemic. I'm also going to be switching back to one post per day, since I'm acquiring photos at a much lesser rate when I'm not traveling.
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
Tuesday, December 1, 2020
Kellogg Building, under construction, Evanston, IL
The four-lobed Kellogg Building of Northwestern University, while it was still under construction. I've also posted a view of the finished building in all its asymmetric glory.
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