If you're looking for Big Brother television show or live feeds content, you can find all of those posts at this link right here. I have a live feeds report from the overnight happenings in progress and expect to be posting it shortly. This particular off television topic photo post that you're reading right now is posted every Sunday morning throughout the whole year. BB is only three months. (Although sometimes it seems like an eternity!) You can feel free to skip this post. My feelings won't be hurt.
Er, never mind. I was just doing that for attention!
It's been a rather typical July week here in New Jersey -- heat, humidity, rain, rinse, repeat. Today is supposed to be over 90 degrees with high humidity. Ick. I have no plans to go anywhere. I'll stay in my air conditioning, thank you very much!
The past week was rather uneventful. Work, work, work. Sigh. That's another reason for no real plans today -- a day of relaxation, reading, music ... I have excellent restful diversions at hand. Plus, maybe even a nap!
About the only real thing I can think of to report from the past week is that the Plainfield Police finally seem to be cracking down on the drinking homeless, transient, bums, street people (although I'm sure many do have somewhere to be other than drinking in public) at the Plainfield Train Station. I saw one cop telling those using the electric outlets on the platform to charge their cell phones to move along. And, twice I've seen them yell at the drinking bunch on the benches to move along. Yay!
Without further ado, onto the photos for this week. Clicking on an image will bring up a larger version.
|Japanese beetle up close and personal|
I didn't realize until I watched this one that they cut or rip strips of the leaf off and then eat the pieces. I always thought they just chomped directly on the leaves.
|Eek! A wild animal headed my way!|
Is it a BEAR?!?! No? Perhaps a COYOTE!?!?! No? Oh. It's a rabbit. Cancel the alert, please. East Second Street, Plainfield.
|The Japanese beetle in context|
This is the same Japanese beetle in the close up photo at the beginning of this entry. Some years back, this area near the Bridgewater Train Station was infested with them. It's been a good five years since I've seen any there. Despite the photo, there doesn't seem to be any sort of infestation. Perhaps a rogue beetle?
|I see dead people|
Sure, it's hot. But, geez. Get a room, buddy! I took this shot on a very hot afternoon on Depot Park (which I think is the name of the basically nameless street leading to the Plainfield Train Station parking lot). I know the "street" leads to the parking lot and the little actual park called Vest Pocket Park.
|I see dead people, two|
People really shouldn't fall asleep on NJ Transit trains near me. I call fair game!
A fly checks out the morning glory blossom growing on the fence at the back of my apartment building.
A very different fly checks out a mushroom growing in the grass in Bridgewater. I believe this one is a deer fly, not the kind which gets into your home and becomes a pest (until Vincent kills it). This kind of fly bites!
|Checking out the red hibiscus|
|Another view of the hibiscus|
I just think these blossoms are so neat! But they don't last long.
|Call me a cab?|
The taxi cab passed by as I was taking this photo of a man on North Avenue in Plainfield.
|Pretty in purple|
Once a treasured friend, this rocking horse was cast aside by the trash on Berckman Street in Plainfield.
|Here in the morning ...|
... gone by late afternoon.
Had I not been so lazy and didn't want to go get it, I could have added another baseball to my TD Ball Park Somerset Patriots ball collection.
|Nightshade blossoms and berries|
Would you care for some tea?
|Lily's last gasp|
The lilies have just about passed for the season.
|Strangers on a bench|
|Random remaining azaleas|
While the azaleas passed weeks ago, a few random ones once again have bloomed. Outside the TD Bank Ball Park, Bridgewater.
They open in the morning and close at night. Plainfield Train Station.
|Late night train from Manhattan|
Practically empty near the end of the Raritan Valley Line on a Monday night. Bridgewater Train Station.
|Pretty flowers make me smile|
But don't expect me to grow any!
|I had to Google these|
Every summer I admire these blooms growing on trees and bushes. Finally, I thought to look them up. Rose of Sharon, in the hibiscus family. Aha!
|More Rose of Sharon|
Of course, now I wonder who Sharon is and why she has all these roses that aren't roses!
Master of his domain. Or, so he thinks.