I’m spending a vast number of hours on Zoom nowadays. Meanwhile, I’ve rounded a bend and will soon clock in at 3 weeks alone. That has led to some, um, interesting thought patterns.
The other day, I was noticing how I was out of fresh blueberries, and running low on frozen blueberries.
This on its own would be a crisis. Each week I eat most of the available blueberries in the world. But that’s another story.
Anyhow. As I pondered my blueberry situation, I caught myself thinking of the berries, not as fresh and frozen blues, but as live and recorded blueberries.
Mysterious symbols on a busy road near my house.
Bike riders on this path ascend quickly to heaven?
Our new kittens, between mayhem sessions. For greatest realism, view these photos in a loop. The “active” phase is missing because all those photos are blurry.
P.S. No I cannot explain why we thought it was a good idea to get three kittens.
Resting up for the next round of destruction and adventure.
It begins again.
Sky and trees, trapped in puddles.
Clouds and trees, trapped in a puddle.
Other clouds and trees, similarly trapped.
Gorgeous and evocative clouds on a hike this week. What do these look like to you?
Clouds, scene 1
Clouds scene 2
The cracks in this asphalt (to me) suggest a left-handed javelin thrower, mid-throw. To you?…