Seasonal eating?

We've all heard about seasonal eating, right? It's proponents suggest we try to eat those foods which were grown locally and have ripened naturally. To avoid those foods that were grown far away, picked while still green and shipped across country or even internationally. It's a macrobiotic thing. Supposed to minimize carbon footprints too. 

This post is not about that.  

This post is about seasonal viewing. I think it's somewhat similar.  Every photo you're about to see (assuming you look at them) was locally and sustainably harvested by me and was snapped within about the last 24 hours or so. I uploaded them myself and offer them to you now without additional packaging. They have never been looked at before by anyone else; talk about fresh, huh?  And, since they were gathered nearby my residence, my footprints were definitely minimal.  I hope you like them. 

We'll start with a real seasonal photo. This is the first tree that I know of that shows color each fall.  

This is a pukeko, feeding it's baby. I saw them in Tui Glen, a park about 5 minutes from our village. 

An unknown (to me) flower in one of our gardens. 

To appreciate this picture, you've got to imagine these girls, who are about to turn left into the West Wave swimming  pool complex, multiplied by about 10.  Jeanne and I both saw the entire student body from St. Dominic's Catholic Girl's School, arriving for a day of swimming fun.  I would guess that the school is about a mile away from West Wave.   

I do love palm trees. To this northern-born Michigander, there is nothing more exotic. 

This is a closer look at the spathe and seed pods of one in the center of our  village roundabout.  

Amazing to look at.  The spathe splits open along one side like a giant pea pod.  

I am surprised to see how flat a bee's head is.  Image collected from our gardens. (No bees were injured during this shooting-nor was the cameraman.)  

Here is the upside down Southern Cross as we approach fall.  Remember that the lower of the two pointer stars is actually a binary star, Alpha Centauri.  What looks like a single star is actually two that circle one another every 79 years. Their separation varies; it's not a circular path they follow.  At their closest, they are about as far apart as our sun is from Saturn.  At their most distant, they are separated by the distance from our sun to Pluto.    

Okay, I guess I do have one small bit of seasonal fare in here after all. I picked these pears from trees in Cranwell Park, just across the Oratia Stream from Tui Glen.  The trees have been neglected but still gave me a very nice product. 

Just a little brown sugar and we had several night's desserts.  

This final shot is the only one taken about a week before I worked up this post. Jeanne and I were attending a pajama party in our Twin Streams Lounge. We matched.  Thanks, Gary, for providing the picture.   

And yes, that's a toothbrush around my neck. It's a pajama party after all. Jeanne brought a teddy bear.  (Ursus theodorus)                 -djf

"When I was young, I had trouble reaching high places,

Now that I'm old, it's the floor that's out of reach."  -djf