It rarely rains hard enough for our windows to get wet, because there’s a large overhang above them. That huge cloudburst a couple of weeks ago managed it, though. The dirty tracks will probably be there for the next five years, because no one ever washes the windows.
This was taken from the top of the stairs, at the back entrance to my department. It’s a dead hallway. The public can access it, but they can’t get anywhere from there, so most patrons will never see this view.
I’m two days away from completing the first month of my photo-a-day challenge.
I have a shell full of shells and pottery shards that I’ve picked up on walks.
Winter Oak
More from my coworker’s toy collection.
At 10th Street and the Bypass
My neighbor gave me a sickly, end-of-season-clearance start of butterfly bush the summer before last. I put it in the ground, thinking it wouldn’t last the winter. When spring came around, I couldn’t see any growth and assumed it had died off. Then sometime in mid-summer, it decided to rejoin the living. And now it WILL NOT DIE. Everything was encased in ice a few days ago, but this stupid plant is still putting out new leaves.
Shadows on my bedroom wall from the streetlamp.
The temperature is rising, the ice is nearly gone, and now the weather folks are promising us severe thunderstorms. Joy! In the meantime, the warmer weather means it’s been foggy all day.
red paper boat 