“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 984 (Saturday) – yard work

The weather was pleasant enough that yard work was handled. There was the removal of some dried, dead weedy things and flower stalks. After ripping out and jamming into the yard waste barrel a very tall stalk of evening primrose that had grown as tall as the shed and another on the opposite side of the shed that had branched out and looked like a candelabra, I remembered there was a plan for those two recently dehydrated, freshly uprooted plants. Oops.

There was a plan.
It was forgotten.

The two evening primrose stalks had been allowed to grow observed and unfettered. Each had bright yellow flowers as recently as a few weeks ago, before they turned dark, dried, and crispy. The idea was to photograph the plants after a light snow. In my imagination, it was going to be very interesting. Of course, it hasn’t snowed yet, except for the one brief overnight snow that turned to rain and disappeared before dawn. Today, they became victims of the mildly zealous yard tidy up. 

I don’t know when there will be a light snow to coat the interesting weeds, and now it doesn't matter, but I did think that yard waste pickup was going to end soon. “Soon” was confirmed to be December 5, so there are only two more pickups for the year.  

The City of Lights Festival was today, with the parade and Santa and the lighting of City Hall. It had been on my calendar for weeks. The potential for photos, and especially something for this year's holiday card would be marching down Merrimack Street, illuminated with LED lights, accompanied by bands and floats. I bet it was amazing, but at The BungaLowell, a nap on the couch happened instead. One minute I was eating a chocolate bar and the next minute I was sleeping and then it was 6:00 and most certainly the whole downtown thing was over and done, or at least very nearly done. Maybe next year. Which is what I said last year about the parade I failed to attend, and which now applies to photographing snow dusted interesting yard plants.