
Plant – Fakeus Plasticus
In which we find ourselves in another part of the world

Plant – Fakeus Plasticus

On Saturday we saw Paper Cut, part of the Puppets in the Green Mountains festival.

Fall!

Green Mountain Head 2012

Tigre tigre, brile brula
On Sunday we saw Memories of a Circus Tiger, part of the Puppets in the Green Mountains festival.

386 is 386 too many
A red flag for every woman who contacted the local support agency about domestic violence.

Always nice to see a Rosenblum wine in someplace far away from their home (and our ex-home) in Alameda, CA. Our almost-local liquor store is the latest place to have a few bottles.
Cuvée XXXIV is not their finest, but it does nicely for an afternoon on the back porch grilling vegetables for tomorrow’s quiche.

Front yard maintenance included Q: What would Saturday morning be without the hum, swish, and roar of the street sweeper? A: Quiet, but messy.

The race goes to the swift, but the door prize goes to those who show up.
Chuck and his daughter Camilla and I ran into each other last weekend at the Brattleboro Walk-in Clinic annual 5-K. None of us set any records, and none of us even won. However, due to unfortunately low turnout (it’s a really good cause and more people should show up and donate), we all won door prizes donated by sponsoring businesses.

Today, downtown Brattleboro was awash in young photographers, earnestly looking for light, and people, and objects… all in a way that suggested that they hadn’t really ever noticed those things in quite the same way before.
If this unutterably sad abandoned doll carriage had still been there from the weekend when I saw it, they would all have taken its picture, but it wasn’t, so ha ha ha.

Are you a slave of the mind?
(I never thought of it that way, but I probably am)

It wasn’t really intended this way, but I thought the sign for an “instant screen door” poised over the display of flyswatters was really good. Bothered by bugs but don’t want to hang an old-fashioned screen? No problem!

We’ve had mostly great luck with fresh produce this year. This is a shot outside of Walker Farm, where you can buy premium produce at premium prices. We’ve gotten good corn, beans, even potatoes. The only real disappointment was a golden-fleshed watermelon there that was absolutely flavorless.