Today’s Walkabout in Pictures

Inhabiting more present moments…

For today’s walk I again left my earbuds in the car and set out to record things as a seer of sights. Today’s walkabout will be told with pictures in the order upon which they entered my field of vision…

Crow in one of my favorite trees in front of where I park before doing my walkabout.

I love this tree! Usually there are three crow there, but two flew off as I was parking. This one stayed to greet me.

Today is the start of Labor Day weekend so being that it was barely 6:30 AM when I started out, the streets were quiet and void of traffic and the sun just coming over the horizon.

First time seeing this kitty in the window. S/he looks just like my beloved “Olivia” who passed a few years ago.

I do miss my sweet old Ragdoll Kitty, and when I got home I actually thought about checking out our local rescue, especially after seeing an article on substack about how cats are healers and people who are owned by cats live on average seven years longer than their counterparts who don’t. Hmmmm…

i love the perspective of things going off into the distance. Although the inanimate object doesn’t actually move—a trick of the eye. It’s as intriguing to me as Doppler sounds.

Something about form and texture and who knows how long this post and ring have been here! The town of South Berwick was settled in 1631. That was around the time some of my forefathers staggered off a ship from England.

I once read the reason the British Pilgrims landed in 1620, “after 66 tortuous days at sea…” was because they’d run out of “Mead”. Whether it’s true or not I don’t know, but made for a good story.

(Actually they first anchored in Provincetown Harbor MA). And while they were exploring Cape Cod, they didn’t exactly endear themselves to the Native Americans. I can well imagine a bunch of “dry drunks” tramping over sacred indigenous ground trying to figure out a good place in which to fashion a Still.

I could go on, but I best stop there lest I get myself all into a political dither. (It’s that digression thing…)

Close up of MUGWORT. Such dainty little flower and seed heads.

T’is the time of the season…In the artemisia family Mugwort has reached heights of over six feet with small purplish flowers which will soon go to seed for next years invasive spreading crop. It does have medicinal qualities as do so many weeds I meet upon my travels.

“Historically, mugwort has been used in traditional systems of medicine in different parts of the world. Today, mugwort taken orally (by mouth) is promoted for digestive problems, irregular menstruation, and high blood pressure. It is also promoted as a sedative, laxative, and liver tonic”.

Some believe you can stuff some under your pillow for interesting dreams. No thanks, I have wild dreams enough as it is.

Yard sale. They must have put everything out the night before. It’s a perfect weekend for one! NO RAIN. I may even have to water my garden this weekend for the first time all summer.

A couple weeks ago, this pole was much more interesting —not that utility poles or power lines are really all that interesting, but with Virginia Creeper wending it’s way up and around, it made for a unique picture on the corner of where I park my car. It’s now dripping with creeper dreg remenants.

I love the heart shaped leaves of morning glories expressing love as they embrace this female holly bush.

My first time visiting this old graveyard thru the woods on other side of the parking lot behind a church.

Interesting headstone—I wonder if the pointing finger was for helping “Wesley” find his way. (The cartoon bubble over my head tells me poor ol “Wes” was always getting turned around and never asking for directions. His wife got the final say.)

“Help Keep The Planet Clean…”

Walking back to my car I saw a white square on the grass just near where I parked. Upon further inspection… Lovely. I have eaten at this establishment in the next state over the border, and they do have great pizza. The number “10” must have been the size of the pie this misanthropic miscreant decided to chuck out his/her window after sitting and devouring it in three bites. (My cartoon brain is being very judgmental right about now.)

I walked over and using the the thumb and pointer finger on either hand as pincers, I carefully opened it up. No pizza, (no surprise there) just some mold starting up and a large black cricket jumped out. Sorry “Jiminy”, this is going in the proper receptacle.

I walked over to my car and grabbed a plastic bag I keep looped onto my shifter. (Ya, I know, plastic—I do shop with my own cloth bags, but keep the occasional plastic one in my car.) After stomping this box into a manageable square, I stuffed it into the bag along with some other small pieces of litter and tied it up. Then as I’m heading back to my car—more ephemera—an empty cigarette box. *Sigh* I picked that up too. All the years ago I used to smoke I’d never seen that brand before.

Oh well. It was a great walkabout today regardless of how it ended.