An inquisitive old fart with a camera
More utterly inscrutable Oriental handwriting.*
And a reminder – needed? – why it’s not a good idea to drop peanut butter containers on the floor.
*the actual name for Uruguay is La República Oriental del Uruguay – the republic east of the Uruguay [river] – and its inhabitants are sometimes referred to as orientales
I was reviewing Medium articles and noticed that several had “AI”-generated images. Then I saw this photo and thought, that might make an interesting subject for “AI”…
Yikes. I tried to specify light direction, but despite four more tries it kept the sun in this position. Otherwise kind of impressive!
Even if I’m reading some numbers wrong, I still can’t get it to add up to 586.
So, a small bundle of trimmings to add to the waste pile collected a few times per year. Fina a handy reusable plastic something (hamper) to carry them in. And of course, just leave the plastic as well.
I don’t know if it’s just certain people in certain areas, but it’s certainly the case in the no-man’s-land where we walk dogs. Oh, people.
Today got off to a promising start: delivery of a large swimming pool to the neighbors’ recently acquired lot next door: the one that they have completely sodded, uninstalling and re-installing the thick stockade fence.
I’m pretty sure there has been no prep for a swimming pool, and I’m also pretty sure that bringing a sufficiently large backhoe through the front yard would dp serious damage to their septic system.
But here they are, 11 guys man-handling this thing under the low electric line. As soon as they got it completely inside, the boss man slid the gate shut to keep out any rabble (who, moi?)
Later in the day, devoured by mosquitoes, I ventured around the far side―where they have curiously left wire-fencing view ports, to determine exactly what they were doing with the pool, which ended in a curios question.
The back of the yard…
…the middle of the yard…
…the front of the yard: what pool?
The now-cleared lot, and my three camera angles. Where has the pool gone?
Amaryllis belladonna,[2] the Jersey lily,[3] belladonna-lily, naked-lady-lily,[4] or March lily,[5] is a plant species native to Cape Province in South Africa but widely cultivated as an ornamental. It is reportedly naturalized in many places: Corsica, Portugal, the Azores, Madeira, the Canary Islands, the Scilly Isles of Great Britain, the Democratic Republic of the Congo, Ascension Island, Australia, New Zealand, Mexico, Cuba, Haiti, the Dominican Republic, Chile, California, Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Michigan and the Juan Fernández Islands.[6][7]
Perennial bulbous geophyte with one to two erect solid stems which appear in late summer. The inflorescence bears 2–12 showy fragrant funnel-shaped flowers on a ‘naked’ (leafless) stem, which gives it the common name of naked-lady-lily. The pink flowers which may be up to 10cm in length, appear in the autumn before the leaves (hysteranthy) which are narrow and strap shaped.[4][5]
Oops.
So you’re the guys on the left, looking over a lot for sale, and you’ve arrived in two vehicles, so how do you park them?
Obviously, in a way that creates the maximum difficulty for anyone else who might dare to think of using the road.
This is not the first time I’ve encountered this here.
…how many people born in this century will have no idea what this is.
(Update: it’s a manual typewriter ribbon.)
Since the neighbors turned the front of their house into a (very nice btw) minimercado, the trash “dumpster” closest to them fills up very quickly with packaging and cardboard.
Now there’s another reason.