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Lillies, Orchids, Tepals, and Floral Formulas

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This shot of Zephyranthes rosea was taken in order to display the nature of tepals in Lilliaceae . The color gradient observed was used to inform the design of floral formula symbols in Scalable Vector Graphics . Opening for the first time yesterday, a pure white Spathoglottis plicata (Philippine ground orchid).

Saturdays in late 2008

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Color coordinated clothes and sunglasses will be all the rage in 2009. A former student of mine had been staying with a colleague for the past four years. As her parents were unable to make the trip, he was asked to stand in for her father. This was his first time to give away a "daughter" in marriage. Kosraen weddings maintain the culture of Kosrae. Pastor Skilling leads the newlyweds through their vows. The newlyweds along with the wedding entourage. After the ceremony, the happy couple along with family and friends adjourned to a nearby cafe for food. At home a pure white Spathoglottis plicata has gone into bloom.

Christmas

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Christmas means marching in the Kosraen Congregational church. The Sunday school led off the marching and singing. Christmas also brought memories of the past including an HO gauge train set.

Solstice run

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The shortest day of the year clearly demanded a good, solid long run. I headed out the door at 16:30 under a bright tropical sun with three tennis balls. I ran out into Nett across the Dausokele bridge to Palipowe junction. Turned around and ran towards the setting solstice sun on the inbound trek to Kolonia. The sun was settling into the taller mango trees at 17:15 as I headed past the state hospital and the road side purveyors of bottled sakau. A day of snorkeling at Nett Point the day before had worked muscles unaccustomed to being worked. Nett Point is also a good work out for the kids. The boat channel is deep, and jumping in means having to tread water and swim back to the dock. I stopped by Ace Commercial to pick up a CapriSun sport drink. A few minutes on a cement parking bumper and then I was back on the road headed for the causeway. Small children called out to me, "Doh me eho!" Some who knew me better moved their hands up and down in alternation and I obliged them