February 21, 2007
The geese were a bit wary as I crept closer, but a few weren’t disturbed enough to stop foraging.
Temperatures have been in the 20s and teens (Fahrenheit) for the past several weeks. The upside to that is that today, when it warmed up to 48 degrees, I was walking around with no hat or gloves and my jacket unzipped, thinking how nice and springlike it was.
I have some internet friends living in Mexico who start shivering when temps drop to the 60s. Others stoke fires in their fireplaces when it gets to the 50s. To you, Brenda and John, I can only say that I hope one day I’m doing the same.
February 20, 2007
These Canada Geese are looking for lunch in the snow. It looks like I’m in a wildlife refuge miles away from urban development, but I’m at the edge of a parking lot near a soccer field smack in the middle of the West End near a little pocket sized wooded area between the field and the houses behind it. I saw the geese as through the window when I was in a McDonald’s nearby and knew immediately what I’d be doing after lunch.
February 18, 2007
This is the first year that there has been a significant amount of snow since I bought my 2005 cherry red Subaru. The condo complex where I live has no covered parking, but this year I found out I don’t have to give it much thought. With all wheel drive, my little red Subie can roll right over piles of snow like this.
February 15, 2007
Here’s how things look after the snow and ice storm day before yesterday.
This is the condo building where I live. I’m looking down from the third floor breezeway (and it is really breezy today!). I snapped this after I got home from work, then scurried right back inside. This former California girl is not a snow bunny!
December 28, 2006
Okay, yesterday’s image stunk up the place, I admit it. Hey, they can’t all be winners. Really, I was just testing you to see if you were paying attention. All those who didn’t leave comments yesterday passed the test.
Today’s photo is much better. The dramatic dark blue clouds, the quickly fading pale pink sunset sky, the rose-tinted Blue Ridge Mountains are much more interesting. Looking at this scene now, it looks utterly peaceful.
To capture this moment of nature’s glory, I’m standing in the parking lot of a Sear’s Auto Repair shop at the edge of Landmark Mall. Cars are whizzing in front of me on the other side of the cyclone fence on their way to I-395. I just aimed the camera up a bit so they wouldn’t interfere with the shot. To the left is Little River Turnpike, itself a river of traffic. It’s nippy, and my ungloved fingers are getting stiff from the cold.
Today’s photo is much better. I absolve myself for yesterday.
December 12, 2006
Here’s a conversation I’ve had more than once at various locations of this venerable establishment:
Food Service Worker: Hello, may I help you?
Me: I’ll have a number three meal with a Diet Coke to go, please.
FSW: What kinda drink you want?
Me: Diet Coke.
FSW: For here or to go?
These food service workers are almost always immigrants. They’re not panhandling for spare change at the front door like the people who were born here. They work hard at a thankless job for an ungrateful public for very little money and in a language not their own.
I will repeat myself as many times and in as many permutations as they require. And without resentment.
God bless them, every one.
November 17, 2006
The branches of the tree in my condo parking lot form a little window to view the fall colors in the misty distance.