On our way home from shopping the morning of July 3, She suggested we check out a place in the Summit Metro Parks called Furnace Run. We'd seen the sign at its entry but had never stopped to explore the park. As it turned out, it offers two miles of good foot trails and a fine little pond. The pond, of course, is home to turtles, frogs, dragonflies, and at least one big, black snake! We hiked only one of the two loop trails before the heat began to get to us, then headed for home.
We didn't stay all morning in the West Creek Reservation –the trail system is short, unmarked, and being developed– but thought we wanted a bit more hiking. So we headed south to the Hinckley Reservation and one of our favorite hikes — around the lake. Don't get me wrong, we enjoyed that long hike, but add that to the West Creek walk and factor in the day's rapidly building heat and humidity and we'd pretty much had it by the time we got back to the car. In fact, I think I suffered a bit of a relapse of my cold/flu/whatever and felt bad all evening.
Still, in all, it was great visiting new places and old, even on hot days.
The perennials planted by She Who Must Be Obeyed are thriving. Besides being well established now, the season's weather has provided adequate rain and plant-friendly moderate to warm temperatures. On my way out the door this morning I was struck by the beauty of the morning light shining through the centers of the deeply-colored balloon flowers (Platycodon Grandiflorum). Nearby the crop of yellow Asiatic Lily (Lilium Asiatic) blooms shined from the shadows as if by their own light. And then I had to head off to work.
Just for fun I tried a cell phone photo of Tasha this morning by the dim light of a nearby window; the rest of the room was dark. I didn't expect much but, when I finally looked at the picture, it reminded me of some of the very early efforts in the history of photography.. a Daguerreotype, glass plates, or something. I stripped out the color and darkened the image a bit. I kind of like it. I've also been intrigued lately by the growing interest amongst cell phone and other digital camera users in making their images funky-old looking. Hipstamatic is but one example of nostalgic image software, giving iPhone images a '50s – '60s retro look. Fun, but is it old-fashioned?
Thursday was a really, really lousy day at work! Started out in the wee hours with a power failure in the server rack, then a yahoo co-worker moved a couple of networked printers before their time putting them out of use, then the HR manager's PC died, and on and on and on. By the end of the day I was stressed out, my body hurt from head to toe, I was angry, frustrated, and I was physically exhausted having stayed up late with observatory programming the night before and scrambling to work an hour early when I discovered there was a crisis in progress. This morning was a time to unwind a bit on my way to the place of Thursday's torments.
One of my favorite local places is a city park in Olmsted Falls. There, amongst hand-carved rocky walls, grow mosses, flowers, and trees. Nearby a river slowly wears down its rocky bed creating the falls for which the town is named. The light and the atmosphere are peaceful there. It's on my way to work.
An unkempt and smelly lily pond is adjacent to the park's tiny parking lot. I was looking for frogs or turtles, and even heard but did not see a bullfrog. Then I noticed the tiny black dots floating amidst the tangles of pond weed… tadpoles! Hundreds, maybe thousands of tadpoles were swimming everywhere. Most were of a very small, deep brown or black variety dotted with yellow. What I thought were bubbles of gas burbling occasionally to the surface turned out to be much larger bullfrog tadpoles! They darted to the surface, gulped air, then dove back to the relative safety of the pond floor!
Before leaving, I strolled to the bridge carrying a street over the river valley and crossed to the north side. There, perched just on the river bank, is a house of enviable location. Still, I got my respite and a bit of stress relief through a much less permanent visit to a tiny city park. One of my favorite places for, now, several decades, David Fortier River Park.
It surprised the heck out of me when She Who Must Be Obeyed suggested we take a drive back to Granville, Ohio today and re-photograph the Swasey Observatory! On our first trip out there on Friday the weather was gray and rainy. Today the weather was warm and sunny with fluffy clouds thrown into the blue sky to keep it from being too shocking. We had a nice drive out via a different route from Friday's and took another shot at it. I'd grown to like my original picture, even with the gray sky and soft light, but today's bright sun and blue sky really set off the scene. On the way towards home we stopped by another location I'd wanted to re-photograph: the Warren Rupp Observatory, home to the Richland Astronomical Society. It was a fun drive cross-country and I got a nice portrait of the Observatory's "warm-up room" and dome atop a hill outside Mansfield, Ohio. A day of driving, perhaps, but happy travels.
We'd parked in a far corner of Lehman's now huge lot. When we returned from visiting a nearby (completely spotless) pizza and ice cream store, our little Insight had been joined by a not-so-little pickup truck from out of state. Stunned by the comparison, I shot a cell phone camera image.