And this final one is unlike any Iris I’ve ever seen.
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And this final one is unlike any Iris I’ve ever seen.
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Second of three from a recent trip to a grower who specializes in them.
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First of three, beautiful Irises from a recent trip to a grower who specializes in them.
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They say the best camera is the one you have with you.
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There are these quite large, spiny plants along a trail I frequent. Even those of use who are thorny and unfriendly occasionally dress up nice.
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I don’t often snap photos in ice cream parlors, but when I do it’s because their character is clearly on display.
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A friend and I recently did a 48-hour fast. (One of the low-lights was going to dinner with people on our way to a concert… everyone’s having burgers and salmon, and I’m drinking black coffee. Anyway.) Our design was to finish the fast by doing one of my usual quadrupedal movement (QM) workouts at my favorite tennis courts, and then a run (as best as possible) around 1.75 mile trail loop. Then break our fasts by eating.
By the end of the QM, I was utterly exhausted. For a cool down I worked on a sweat-angel for about 5 minutes. Left a legit puddle where my head was. And then we did the trail run. Several people joined us for the QM and run, and much fun was had by all.
There’s no real takeaway here. Just a photo and a note to myself: Sometimes I push things. Sometimes I push things too far. Where’s the edge?
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What’s the habit that’s give me the most benefit? I’m not certain if it’s journaling or meditation. I have a habit of reviewing previous-years’ journal entries each morning. Reading the one-year-ago entry is enlightening. Reading the 10-years-ago entry often induces vertigo; who was that person?
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This is just one of countless times I’ve strolled this connector-trail. It’s different every time. This time, I was literally arrested mid-stride to snap this.
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Sunday morning was cool, misty and overcast. I was sitting on the patio with a cup of coffee and thought: “The lawn needs mowing.”
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