Category: The DayBook

I think this is Chlorophyllum molybdites – it will not kill you – but, it will make you wish you were dead. I do all – 100% – of my mushroom hunting at the supermarket. I don’t even trust the mushroom lady at the farm market.

Everything is pretty gentle right now. Carlton is still “fine”. Nice weather is on the horizon. I didn’t have to go to an “event” at the old folks asylum.

Indeedy – I let the idea of moving to France and into an asylum there float thru my head. I am sure the food would be better. And, I bet you wouldn’t have to eat lunch at 11:30 and dinner at 5:00pm. You know, the idea of eating dinner at 5:00 or 6:00 is one of the worse things about the old folks asylum. We eat breakfast whenever we want it, lunch between 1PM and 2:30. Dinner sometime between 7:30 and 8:30. I don’t see me being in the least bit flexible about when I eat. Guess I have to be sure the dining room has “takeout”.

Hot as the hinges of hades today – but, while walking home (nobody said I was too smart) I found another magnolia. Fourteen magnolia are enough. Time to stop with the magnolia unless I get a new lens. Also time to stop with bees on cone flowers. At least it is time to stop with bee back sides on cone flowers. Need to learn how to sneak up on bees from the front.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Grilled ham and cheese. Nice big slice of tomato and the last of the melon.

 

I went out this morning with the 14-150 old Pana-Leica lens. Trying to improve my focus and to become more automatic as the shooter.

When I got home I was surprised to discover the lagniappe dragonfly. I shot the water lily, intending to crop it out from the middle of the pond. And surprise… when I got the image into the computer – a dragonfly appeared. What ever happens is what I planned.

Had red beans and rice with turkey legs (and peaches) for lunch. This evening – we will

Enjoy Every Sandwich: A repeat from Friday. A little tuna salad and a lot of tomato on whole wheat.

Next week will be busy at the volunteer job. And, I told Mr C that I would “do lunch” for or with some friends of his from his first marriage. I don’t really know the people. But, I figure I have to be there to defend myself and daughter. I figure the people will be curious to see how badly things turned out for Mr C – so I am betting they will come to our apartment for lunch. They will not approve of my furniture. Collected from urban recycling, thrift shops, The Container Store and Mr C’s damn desk. If I move to the asylum alone – the desk will not be going. I told Mr C that. I told him that I would take his sword, and his steam engine and his chrome plated bolt – but not the damn desk.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Cheeseburgers with big slices of real tomatoes.

We had a summer storm yesterday evening – enjoyed watching it come around from the north and west.

And what is wrong with me – why do I think I want to go to Israel to check out the coming war? Isn’t there enough unpleasantness in my life without getting bombed? With artillery not adult beverages.  Do I just want to hear air raid sirens? Ah, to be old and have a loose screw or two!

I have once again been lulled into believing that Mr C is “fine”. So, when reality makes its next appearance – I will – once again be plunged into wretchedness. But, just for today, I too am “fine”.

Speaking of fine – I got some peaches yesterday – so today we had chicken and peaches for lunch – and

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Tonight – a little tuna salad and a lot of tomato on wheat. Got the first real tomatoes of the season at the Wednesday afternoon market.

 

I love the urban life. I really have to find myself an old ladies asylum in a city, any city. Actually, one block from this market – there is an old folks asylum – but it is a condo. And, I have convinced myself that I don’t want to own a condo. I have the soul of a renter – not an owner.

I got a few peaches at the market and log five miles on the FitBit today.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Turkey, swiss and coleslaw – one of my favs. And melon from yesterday’s trek to the Clarendon market.

 

 

We enjoyed a fine double rainbow for about 15 minutes last evening. We were able to see all of both bows. I do not a wide enough lens to capture it. But, it was magic.

I was planning on going to a sales event at the old ladies asylum next Tuesday. I got a reprieve. The sales event is fully subscribed.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Grilled chicken and cheese. With “buffalo” dressing.

My busy social schedule is starting to fill up. Another trip to the old folks asylum is on tap for next week and a visit to see Mr C’s radiologist in two weeks.

If it wasn’t so hot (95 today) – I’d hop on a bus and go walkabout around the two asylums. One is in Fairfax county and the other in Alexandria. Neither is located in a walker friendly neighborhood. I am very spoiled, walking-wise. And public transit-wise.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Tuna.

This is the mask that nailed Mr C down whilst he was being nuked in the head. It is hanging on our living room wall. I was playing with the new camera. Face detection was turned on. And the camera detected this face. The “face” is decorated for July 4th. Hey, if we had a stuffed moose head on the wall, we would decorate it – does Mr C’s head deserve any less?

Enjoy every sandwich: Grill ham and swiss.

It always reminds me of “War of the Worlds”. The Martians, or rather fireworks, are creeping ever closer.

This one was one of the first ones. The lights are still on at the capital. So, the PBS show was still going on.

I widened the shot out a little. The Martians are still out there. And a couple have sneaked across the river to Arlington. (The Arlington illegal fireworks way is to shoot them off in a public park during the big show. Unless you do something egregious – you will get away with it. The cops are busy getting ready for a massive traffic mess starts as soon as the fireworks are done.)

And this is all the fireworks until next year. (Clicking on the image makes it bigger.)

Enjoy every sandwich: Salmon burritos.

Enjoy Every Sandwich – tuna again later today. We had shrimp, with fresh green beans and tomato for lunch.

Le Tour started today.

The new camera did not turn me into a wild life photographer. When pig fly. That is when I’ll make it as a wild life photographer.

I put my four-thirds adapter on the camera and slapped on the Leica zoom lens. The lens works fine. I lost usage of the aperture ring. But, I knew that would happen. Autofocus works fine. Maybe finer than it works on the old L1.

Too windy (from Hurricane Arthur)  to photograph bees today. No magnolia showed up. Hence “wildlife”.

Enjoy every sandwich… I’ll be putting out tuna sandwiches about 8PM. Fireworks at 9PM.