Miniature meditations on the imagery I notice as my life moves me around my country and the world.
Tuesday, August 31, 2021
Vine-laced bridge, FW Kent Park, IA
This particular bridge has vines laced through the bottoms of its beams. I'm not sure if this was a natural occurrence or if they were deliberately woven there, but it's lovely to see in any case.
Monday, August 30, 2021
Bridge, FW Kent Park, IA
All of the bridges in FW Kent Park are old county road bridges from a century or so ago, relocated to various locations around the ponds of the park, making for some lovely picturesque crossings.
Sunday, August 29, 2021
Saturday, August 28, 2021
Friday, August 27, 2021
Thursday, August 26, 2021
Wednesday, August 25, 2021
Tuesday, August 24, 2021
Monday, August 23, 2021
Sunday, August 22, 2021
Saturday, August 21, 2021
Friday, August 20, 2021
Thursday, August 19, 2021
Wednesday, August 18, 2021
Tuesday, August 17, 2021
Shredded bark
This poor tree looked practically like it was molting. I don't know if this was due to damage from last year's derecho, or some other fate.
Monday, August 16, 2021
Clear Creek trail, Coralville, IA
The Clear Creek trail in spring, with the trees still bare and the green just starting to fill in on the bottom.
Sunday, August 15, 2021
Saturday, August 14, 2021
Life is a stage
Stuffed animals on a vast cardboard stage. In true pandemic-life style, that box once held a bulk quantity of toilet paper.
Friday, August 13, 2021
Thursday, August 12, 2021
Wednesday, August 11, 2021
Tuesday, August 10, 2021
Monday, August 9, 2021
Sunday, August 8, 2021
Easter eggs
This year, many of our Easter eggs came out in deep muddy sorts of shades thanks to the high enthusiasm of our toddler, who kept running to take back the finished eggs and pop them in the dye again.
Saturday, August 7, 2021
Friday, August 6, 2021
Thursday, August 5, 2021
Wednesday, August 4, 2021
Tuesday, August 3, 2021
Monday, August 2, 2021
Soaking dal
Yellow dal (lentils), soaking in a bowl overnight before we cook them, most sinking but some floating and pulled together in hexagonal patterns by surface tension.
Sunday, August 1, 2021
Crocus
One of our few crocuses this spring. We've been unable to keep them planted, since the squirrels seem to love to dig them up and eat them.
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