Verily, I Weep...

This little gem came from the Human Resources Dept. of my former employer, a not terribly distinguished American flagship state university:

"If you believe the issue has not been resolved, please reach back out."

 

How droll to see this recent, popular, and hideous American idiom "reach out" -- I'm asking for information not begging for assistance -- grammatically explode in my face, in a message from a university to boot.     

Stunning

This may just be the best arrangement I've ever done...

This is Why I Hate People...

Ol' Yeller

This marks our first collaborative/progressive bouquet. David bought the big yellow mums, and they stood by themselves for a few days. Then I ran into the little yellow flowers (whatever they are) at Trader Joe's and thought it might be fun to put the two of them together. and see how it worked. The results are below:

And........ he's back!

I originally intended to publish this last Sunday and thought I had, but found it sitting amongst the drafts. So here, belatedly, is my return to active service post. Enjoy!    

 

Hi! Remember me? (But then, who could forget?)  OK, it's only been 11 days, but it seems so much longer. At this point, let me officially announce that, instead of issuing continual apologies, my blog will now be published on an irregular, unpredictable, and downright capricious basis. If Skinner was right about random reward psychology, this may result in more fans, especially of the fanatically devoted type. I've always been one to appreciate fanatical devotion, but I digress...

 

Where to begin... how about with some out and about shots. Now that Northern Virginia has done doing a convincing imitation of the surface of Venus, it is possible to walk around outside without perishing from the heat.

yes, they're repainting the house, and I am happy to report it will remain pink

I never realized how narrow this set of houses were

The Things You Find

On one of my excursions, I went down to the marina at Dyke March--I confess my choice of locale was heavily influenced by the the abundant shade in the area. The sun was hot and bright, something I never liked even as a child. Some days I swear I'm part bat 🦇🦇🦇 but, yet again, I digress.

   

One if the peculiar things about me (out of a long list) is that I tend to be curiously observant about things, except when they're obvious. Obvious things can fly right past me without notice, but the slight quirk or unexpected detail and I'm on it like a hawk on a field mouse. So I was delighted to explore a visual bonanza of rather commonplace objects down at the marina that I found quite intriguing visually. To be all fancy, I'm passing them off as objets trouvés.

Oh, and here's my latest Dada/Expressionist work: