Queen of the South Filming Today.

The weather has been nuts. The days of rain have been insane. It seems to be that cycle when everything that can go haywire does. Every thing seems to be out of sync. The quality of life has suffered and that concerns me.

This past Saturday, I meet my baby brother at Panera Bread for lunch. I buy this birthday lunch and he buys mine. Although, his is never in the actual month and sometimes as much as several months off due to schedules etc.,etc. We were comparing illnesses.And he and I are very much in sync there leaving my middle brother to being Grisly Adams in the Ozarks. However, he has lost the most amount of weight and the pounds he lost seem to have gravitated down to me. He has gone completely Vegan, too.

My younger brother and I even require the same amount of calories per day as the other. We both have no energy if we eat less, yet, today, I made up my mind that I am going to bite the bullet starving myself a bit to shock the system back into a cycle that is normal for me.

March has been my worse month for images ,yet. I'm off my some 6,000 images shooting and when that lapse catches up and hits the cycle, sales will slump like a lead balloon. And, there hasn't been anything editorially lately except Trump's Woes and the high schoolers marching nationwide. Everything else has kind of taken a back seat in the news cycle. So, in short, it appears not to be just me but the whole of everything else that seems to be out of sync.

The lake is seldom in the route anymore. It's springtime and that cycle is much more interesting. It's more interesting because with all the new construction, the landscaping is showing off its first spring in a lot of new areas. That cycle is equally important because it changes the landscape overall of the Metroplex. I've seen some awesome work going on across the Metroplex and it's only going to get better.

While running errands today and before the heavy rains start tomorrow, I stumbled upon the USA film crew filming one of the episodes to Season 3 of  Queen of the South. The neighborhood has some beautiful homes from different eras and even some of those choice spots are falling to the Ronald House Syndrome.

So, while I recoup and try to maintain some activity so that I meet at least two-thirds of my cardio exercise regiment, I'll try to turn up something interesting or more original than the mundane that has fallen onto my camera of late, in sync or not in sync as the case may be.

It's A Bumper Crop This Year.

Lost in the Casa Linda Neighborhood's Film Crew Having Lunch.

Across from the Dallas Arboretum and you really can get lost in the Casa Linda track.

 

 

In the final parting note....this is the second day of the season that I have had the air conditioning on.

The Littlest Falcon

It was 76 degrees today. The down side was a 20-25 MPH wind gusting to 35. While the wind came from the southwest, it still had a bit of a chill at times because the humidity was only 25 percent. Quickly, I made my rounds and discovered the second Kestrel Hawk. Three days ago, I ran across the first one to have actually seen. Some of the bird photographers had talked about the little Kestrel being here or there, but I had never seen it myself. The reason why I call this one the second one is that miles in another direction I had again seen one perched in a tree. Then across the park on the other end, here was this one. My distance was to far for a really good closeup but I did get a couple of fairly clean shots enough to identify it as a Kestrel and  another first happened. That's two first in three days this season already. This one was not something that you really aim for, although, as it turned out, just as I was about to click the shutter, the darn bird pooped and as Murphy's law would dictate, the image was crystal clear! All I can say is Amazing! Simply amazing or the luck of the Irish since St. Pat's Day is  a week away after today. Where is my gold clover pin??
 
Then, as I was on the way home, I was buzzed by the old buzzards again. Now that's unreal to have that happen not only the first time but to have it happen again within three days. They are almost as evasive  as egrets to shoot. Never did get a clear shot, but the best one that I was able to get today was through the sunroof as he flew over head.

In between those two bird excursions  I have long joked about there not being a tulip on Tulip Lane or an Iris in Iris Hollow---and there isn't. But, I found a bunch of isolated daffodils on a hillside and went into the parking lot closest to the patch and then walked the road for a fair distance with the high wind. I got only a couple of shots that would work here and that sent me to KFC to get dinner and home bound I headed, tired, hungry and  wind blown. I've been a bit in a less than creative mood lately.

Kestrel Hawk or Sparrow Hawk

A cluster of daffodils on a hill side

The Ole Buzzard Is Back!

Things I See On The Way To The Doctors

Just the other day, I was wondering why I travel the particular streets that I travel. I know why I go left after backing out of the driveway some times and at other times, I go right.  There was an article on the AAA or some such that said you should do that because wear on your tires is caused by mechanics of driving some of the time, but our driving habits play an even more role in keeping tires in shape longer. Yes, I know, "why don't you just rotate them more," you say? Well, one, it cost money generally unless your tire store offers free rotations. That's not the point. The point is....our habits control how we shorten the life of things like tire wear etc.,etc.

So, I have been doing that for some time now and it does cut down on wear. But the point here is the original wondering question that popped up in the ole brain last week...why do I go down the same streets that I do all the time? Habit. Pure and simple. There again, some time back, I started going to the doctors a different way there and a different way back. The things that I saw!!

Seldom, do I go down Greenville of up Greenville in this case. Downtown Plano is the old section of Plano where the beautiful Victorian homes are located with  three floor turrets and wrap around veranda-type front porches. Greenville becomes Avenue K in that part of Plano and becomes SR 5 again north of Allen and McKinney east of Central Expressway (that is also known as US75.) Plano Road merges with Greenville just north of Campbell Road on this side of President George Bush Turnpike before the wicked one-way streets begin.

The construction going on has added a few thousand more apartments in a hot spot to live. It's hot because the rent is so high it burns just thinking that people make house payments and car payments for that same amount of money. New stage is going up along the DART rail at 15th Street. And, going west from there, new art work is up and an awkward to read sign that simply spells out the word PLANO stacked on top of each letter with abstract art at the top. To get the full effect where it sits, one needs to photograph it backwards and then short the actual display closer up..  If you haven't been in the traffic lanes at 75 and 15th for a while....it's suicidal to even try to cross the street there. But, hey, you work with what you got and try your best to make it as positive for the effort and money put up to get it done. I understand that concept. I have no problem with it either.

But, back on point, that's why I travel the streets that I travel. Traffic. And more Traffic. My doctor's office is on 15th and I usually go up Coit to 15th. Today, I went Greenville to 15th .If we pay attention to what we do sometimes, we answer our own questions. Mom was great at pounding that point home early on. Thank goodness that she did.

New Sign for Old Plano Downtown

One of several new art pieces along 15th

I am amazed at the number of pairs of  shoes that I see along the roads like this. 

I guess that they have not heard of DMG--drop off stations for clothing where it DOES  MOST GOOD.

Buzzed By A Buzzard!

Well, a lot of thing have haven't to me over the years, but nothing like what happened this afternoon. I was sitting at  a picnic table down from the Mockingbird bridge on the south side of the foot bridge watching the seagulls, cormorants, and pelicans drift on the water's currents. There was a strong breeze and the seagulls were having a hard time landing on the water. Even the masters, the pelicans, were having a rough time of it landing.

A pair of pigeons came flying over almost as soon as I sat down. One of the pigeons walked right up to me. I do talk to the birds and the squirrels---animals in general---and they are responsive so at least I can get a fairly good close-up shot. While all of this is happening, I'm also watching above Mockingbird Lane toward the woodlands along White Rock Creek for any of the vultures (buzzards). There are six that hang out there and I have some pretty good shots of them on light poles and even on the ground eating in a couple of locations. Then, almost on cue, I see one riding the thermals. But where are the other five? Turning back to a pelican coming in for a landing low to the water (less wind resistance) as he just drops and flop on the water, tilting forward as he comes to a stop.

About the same time, I hear an unusual sound overhead. Being an aviation buff, you learn to recognize the sound of various airplane engines, but because this one sounded different, I looked up. Forget the airplane---there are the other other five buzzards riding thermals over the lake. Without warning, out of the corner of my eye, I see this big black bird with  huge wing spans come sailing inland no more than three or four feet from me at eye level. I grabbed my camera and starting snapping images without thought of technique or anything else. All I wanted was to get some shots of what was happening at the moment. I watched the big bird sail across the road where he was diving into the tall prairie grasses, coming up, circling and doing it all over again. He must have seen a rat or rabbit or snake (one was seen crawling on the roadway a couple of days ago). Then, as if nothing ever happened, he is back over Mockingbird Lane riding the thermals again.

After sitting there for a while and thinking about what had just happened, the darn bird had buzzed me. So I was buzzed by a buzzard!! That's never happen before. It was a first.

The buzzard buzzing

He's after something in the grass.

Rough landing on a windy day.

My dude, the Pigeon!

Buds on My Trees And Elsewhere

It's been delightful since we have started to dry out and the sun comes out in the afternoons. Stratus cover in the morning last until the sun is high enough to burn it off.

The temps have been good. 65-80 and Sunday we could go beyond 80, yet a double cold front hit us today and the mornings will be jacket chilly with frost hitting again just north of us in Denton County. So, Spring is trying to take hold. The flowering trees have really popped in the last week. Today, I saw both red buds and tulips blossoms on tulip trees.

The half million tulips at the Arboretum's Dallas Blooms is underway until April 24th. I'd like to go but I really am balking at the price this year. The senior discount isn't anything to mention and parking (and that's self parking) is $15.00. Combined it would be nearly $50 bucks. Memberships have gone from $20 to $90 annually. The city owns the grounds but there is a private company that manages the memberships, parking and admission prices. It shows and people are not all in agreement with something that should be like the zoo and a city pride thing to celebrate with all citizens. Even the zoo prices have shot up through the sky but at least, I can ride the train and walk from the train right into the zoo. No parking and the savings with my senior card on DART is will worth having. And--their rates are getting ready to go up again, too. It's at the ticket counter where the Zoo (also run privately)  wants to grab big bucks to get inside. 

Here is a few shots of the flowering trees throughout Moss Park, a greenbelt that runs alongside   White Rock Creek for several miles.

Sprinkled through out the woodlands the flowering trees can be seen.

Here's one up close.

A V-bike "parked anywhere" 
 Dallas has more bikes from 6 companies than any other city in the US with a total of 18,000 Park and Leave Bikes. You scan the APP fill in your financial info and the bike unlocks. The tags say $1.00 but it's more like $10.00 on some of them as the buck is only for 15 minutes. And, some riders have forgotten to re lock the bikes when done and the meter keeps ticking. So, if  you rent one, make sure you lock it when you are done. Actually, the concept is great. Ride the rail get a bike pedal and leave. Ride a bike to the bus stop or rail station and repeat the process at the other end to your car or place of residence. 

What people don't understand is that even a web site like this or a bike company like the Ride and Park are commerce and when one is interfered with, that's a felony for interfering with Interstate Commerce.