Last Tuesday when we went downtown for jazz night at a local bar, the moon was close to full. The only camera I had was, of course, the one in my iPhone. This is how the moonrise looked from Broad Street.
The City Clock is at center. I have mentioned that before. The First Baptist Church is on the right. The large brick building in the center is the old, old Post Office, which also housed the federal court at the time. My father worked for many years in that Post Office before the it moved about two blocks away. He retired from what was then the “new” Post Office. The Post Office moved yet again after he retired. I still like the old, old building.
Here’s a sunrise, this time from our driveway, featuring the twisted old maple tree we saved when we cleared the lot.
According to our Atlanta TV station, Saturday night was the coldest night since last April. It was not our coldest night, because of this:
What looks like a vast sea is the top of the temperature inversion from overnight. It got down to around 40F beneath that fog; however, since the winds had died down and it was clear, our low up on the mountain was 51F.
Love these photos. That low fog in the valley does look like a beautiful sea. What a lovely image.
It’s s shame that the street light between you and the Baptist Church was so bright. I, too, like the old post offices so much better than the new. There seemed to have been a craze to replace the stately old post offices with sleek, new buildings in the 60s (?), but now they look so dated. Our local post office (the 60s model) was recently replaced with a new building. They included space for only two service windows, so even if they wanted to try to serve their customers more expediently (a dubious supposition to start with), it would be impossible; I don’t go anywhere near the place during the holidays! Plus, the service area is jammed into one corner of the new building, while there’s a huge, virtually unused lobby in front of the post office boxes. Grrr…
We’re supposed to get our first frost of the season tonight (Tuesday, October 25); I’m surprised it was so cold in Georgia already.
Robin — We are loving the morning views from the house.
Scott — It’s kind of funny that the Post Office moved from the historic old building because they ran out of room. Now, after a second move, they’re in what appears to be a smaller building. Of course looks may be deceiving. The old Post Office was in a two-story building and the new PO is in one of those one-story, strip-mall-looking buildings. The PO has changed a lot since my father’s days. He retired around 1974. Since then the Post Office has become the Postal Service, surely one of the most ironic name changes in government, since service has actually almost gone away. Once upon a time, downtown Rome had twice-daily mail deliveries.