Casey
African Violet
Sheltering in place, one must be inventive. A tiny african violet sitting on the windowsill in the kitchen.
Henry
I like to fantasize that, among the many birds that were flitting around, one took a special interest in me. I decided to call him ‘Henry’. A singularly intelligent and curious bird, Henry has been a loner all his life.
The Coffee Station
I make coffee here every morning. If you look closely, right behind the hopper for the coffee grinder there is a small memo book, the “Coffee Station Log”. The March 4 entry reads, in part: “…coffee is supposed to last until we leave for the NY-Barcelona cruise on April 16.”
I read that this morning, on March 20, not quite three weeks after I wrote it. Things are happening so fast! The cruise is no more, almost certainly, and the US has 50,000 cases of COVID-19, on track for 100,000 in three days, and by the time April 16 arrives we will undoubtedly be over a million.
Unlike too many of my fellow citizens, I understand exponential growth. I still find the reality of it hard to grasp, but I am holed up in my bunker, making coffee every morning, for as long as I can.
Works of Man
Peekaboo
Orion
The Olympus E-M1 III has an autofocus mode for star photography. This is a jpg straight out of the camera except for contrast enhancement with gimp. 60 second exposure using a star tracking mount on a tripod. The Orion Nebula is just visible.