A partial image. Not where I intended to be. It's been a while since listening with the turnstile antenna, now the AGS is installed, and returning from some time away I'd forgotten my laptop needed charged. So, just catching the end of the pass by the time it had enough juice to get going. I'll head out later for NOAA19, energies permitting. This, a portion of NOAA15's pass, came as I sat on the slightly shoogly picnic bench in my wee bit of back garden, a bit too close to the building. The street in the post-tea-time lull, all the washing just taken inside from the lines that criss cross with the antenna's spindley structure as I look through it. There was a big storm here yesterday, thunder, the works, but I wasn't here, and just now it's bright and calm. Quite humid. I've just emptied assorted pots and trays of the water that gathered. I've got 3 bags with potatoes growing in them, right in front of me, and I noticed while listening to NOAA15 that the first flowers have bloomed since I was away. They are gently blue: it's a mystery purple potato seed that was gifted without a name nor an instruction. Perhaps we will yield a portion or two.