We are ready!
We are ready!
We are back home in Austin. A lovely place to be. For the last 2 days, though, the power has been out at the house.
I’m no expert, but I’m gonna say that maybe that is the problem, and a hopefully quick fix.
I helped my friend, Lori, unpack boxes from her recent move to a new home in South Austin yesterday. The first thing we unpacked were the wine glasses, because she greeted me with a can of wine, one of her latest finds, a lovely rosé made by The Infinite Monkey Theorem, an urban winery that’s located just down the street from her new place. Kinda fun and not bad! I can see this on the boat in my future. 🙂
I checked out a Purple Martin Party tonight – a spectator event coordinated by the Travis Audubon Society. Every Friday and Saturday night in July, from 8-9:30pm, people gather on the lawn outside the Texas Land & Cattle restaurant to watch tens of thousands of purple martins roost at sunset. These guys are done nesting and breeding and are on their way south to complete the annual migration cycle of life. They tell me that by the end of the month there may be hundreds of thousands of them.
How can one possibly photograph this event? Here is one shot I took, a small portion of the overall scene. Can you count them?
My sweet sister-in-law, Susanne, gave me this wonderful coffee mug at the reunion last week. I love it! It makes me smile every morning.
We spent last week driving to Florida and back to attend the best-reunion-evah. 🙂 I have so many pictures, my eyes are glazing over. I kind of like this one. The old gives life to the new. Bloom where you are planted, my friends.
You know it’s a good party when someone whips off their flip flop to open up a beer with an opener that’s built-in to the sole of their sandal.
A macro view of the nectar oozing out of some lilies that I brought home the other day. If I was a bee I’d be pretty excited about it. 🙂
Sooo, in the process of googling what that part of the lily is, I found waaaay too much information. But I’ll summarize by saying that I believe the central prong-like thing sticking out is the pistil, and the end of it is its lady-part, called the stigma, and the nectar it is oozing is there to catch bits of pollen from the worker bees as they fly in and out. There you go – botany lesson of the day.
We went to Kurt and Barbara’s Oscar watching party Sunday night – complete with red carpet, paparazzi, and bubbly.
At the beginning of the night, we each had a ballot to fill out with our guesses for winner of each category. Then we marked which ones we got right as the night went on. I got 7 out of 24 right. Not bad having only watched 2 of the nominated movies. But then my hopes were dashed as the best picture winner mixup unfolded. And my score fell to 6 out of 24. Sniffle.
But I took the blow with grace and poise. Life will go on. Somehow.