hydrant psoriasis

A peeling, fading vestige of what she used to be.

gill

Kinda looks like a diseased fish's gills.  Have you ever really thought of the word "gill" before?  It's really kinda gross.  I'm glad my last or first name isn't 'gill.'  This is actually a call box outside of a parking garage, and these are the downward facing slits of a speaker cover.

parched hydrant

Why are there so many different colored fire hydrants in Arlington--seriously!  Orange, yellow, combos of the two....  OK, that's really about the extent of it, but I'm used to a red-hydrant town where 'mericans are true 'merica.

so tired

Don't know why I'm so tired this morning, but I thought this picture was apt.  This is a sticker on the side of a large garbage bin, listing the things that are not allowed (tires, flammables, batteries, babies, etc.).

micro battle of death

Ok, ok, I've been remiss lately in posting two pics a day, so today you'll get two sets of pictures--that's right, a mega dose of macro.  The head of this flower is about the diameter of a tennis ball, for scale, and these little guys were crawling around and on one another, vying for domination of their little, pretty world.  If anyone knows the names of this plant or bugs, holler at me.

Where is This? #9 curves

OK Claremericans, you kinda didn't do so hot last week--no one guessed the quiz.  Want to know the answer?  Too bad.  I will give you a hint though.  It's not a church, and it's the weirdest business in c-don.  But, you have a chance to redeem yourself this week.  Where is this?

stop. yield.

floating in the firmament

A tiny, tiny piece of tree dander suspended from the silken wire of a small insect.  The air felt dead calm, but yellow ballerina (or guitar, or broom, or rocket, or octopus) kept dancing from imperceptible flows in and out of my pane of focus.

Where is This? #3

Alright Clarendinos, time for another quiz.  The first (and easier) question is "what is this," and the second (more challenging) question is "where is this?"  Post your answers in the comments--next Friday I'll share the answers.  The answer to last Friday's quiz is now in that post.

plants in love

I went for a walk the other week after our 5-day Rainfest of Lame and got a lot of fun shots of raindrops, puddles and one dead squirrel (I'm still debating whether to post one of the close ups I got there--probably uncouth).

These petals are obviously holding hands and in love. Possibly enjoying the first dry day together in awhile; possibly gently, sadly consoling each other after witnessing the gruesome death of their squirrel neighbor. Hard to tell.

"wear my hat, turn my crank, we need room!"

yellow she affords only scantly and selectly

missile exploding into heart