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On the way home

Just across the border from Milford, NJ, 10/25/2024.  Added a small percentage of saturation to the original picture, but not so much as to be unnaturally gaudy-awful.  

Putting time to good use

Oxalis corniculata, the creeping woodsorrel, says Google Lens.  Wikipedia adds, "The flowers close when direct sun is not hitting the plant, hence the name 'sleeping beauty'."

PG was inside the building for an appointment.  I remained outside, but while the sun was bright, a chilly wind was making me wish I had worn a hoodie over my flannel shirt.  

But just a few steps farther along, behind the building, the wind was blocked and I could sit comfortably on the sloping ground.  Then I saw a number of these tiny wildflowers, and wildflowers are among the things I can't not photograph.  

On Facebook I wrote, "Sirens are blaring on an emergency vehicle speeding by, while a few hundred feet away, honeybees hover near these tiny wildflowers."  

The shadow in the image below is of a post connected to the ground wire from the electric meter attached to the wall.

Two more weeks

One side has Slim Shady, the other has Slick JD.

Golden Brown Hour

A field of soybeans, ready for harvest, late afternoon, facing southwest.

 

Sunday in the park

Strolling around Trexler Park with a camera on a bright, warm mid-October day.  Views of Little Cedar Creek, looking first east and then west.

In retirement

I dropped 25 pounds a year ago and it hasn't returned.  Today, though, I ate like in the old days.  Hey, a man's gotta live.  

A Mexican Coke, bag of microwave popcorn, and around 2:30 on impulse I hauled out the cookie-baking gear (bowls, scale, sheet pans) and did a half-batch of chocolate chip cookies.  First time in months, and I've thought about it frequently in that time.  Must have had a half-dozen of them, fresh and warm out of the oven.  But back on the wagon tomorrow.