I also unmucked this pretty much by myself. I don’t know exactly why or how I did these things. This was originally so high with wasted hay and muck, Florey was starting to have trouble climbing in & out. Somehow Florey alone managed to generate more waste than Florey plus Milky.
This is the last day of my teetotality experiment. What I learned is that these are the times when I really, really felt the sacrifice:
Less so, but still annoying: Sometimes while cooking dinner. Already happy to be cooking dinner, but want to accentuate it, celebrate, treat myself, and take the edge off my hunger. This though is the kind of mindless filler-drinking I wanted to stop.
Tomorrow I’m having a big beer. Hopefully will drink more mindfully going forward.
I unmucked this barn all by myself. It was as high as the foundation. Over lunch hours and weekends. You just chip away at it and it gets done. I never did it all by myself before. And most of the time I wasn’t feeling at all well rested. X always says, many of the greatest things in history were done by people who weren’t feeling at all well at the time. Well, here’s one for the books.
I wimped out about adding the dark colors, and now I regret it; all the batts look pretty much the same. Well, we’ll call it ‘subtle’.
Going to do a blend involving these:
For starters, making a blend of the four lightest colors; this will be the base color.
Spied a hawk from my office window yesterday.
Like Pete Townshend/Roger Daltry: Who’s Left
Columbia, Zowie, Ramona, Beatrice, & Janet, from left to right
Like they’re posing for an album cover.
The kitchen inventory continues!
The frequently used utility drawer:
The less frequently used utility drawer:
I have Marie Kondo to thank for the fact that things are not much, much worse than they are.
And who or what do I have to thank for some of the plastic things you see here… none other than the Kitchen Kaboodle! When I started my first job, in 1990, and had my first apartment, people on the street corners downtown used to hand out fliers, and I used to take every one of them, because everything was new and exciting to me. One outfit was selling kitchenware through these fliers. Just what I needed – I had a new apartment, and I needed EVERYTHING! One week it was ovenware, another week it was knives, and one week it was the Kitchen Kaboodle! An array of plastic utensils – literally an array, as it also came with a handy plastic stand, labeled “Kitchen Kaboodle.” The stand is long gone. Many of the items are gone… from my possession, that is; plastic is never gone. And some of the items are still in my possession. Very happy memories.
by Octavia E. Butler
Such wonderful theology, such a wonderful main character. I wish it hadn’t been embedded in such a horror movie.
Cannibalism, burning people alive, relentless killing. It reminded me in that sense of Geraldine Brooks’ YEAR OF WONDERS, which was about the plague. There you had people suffocating in pig manure, someone carrying around a dead baby till its head fell off… same kind of thing, has me reading with steel guardrails around my brain so as not to actually internalize anything.
So about the good parts! Theology! God is change. Your job is to do your best to mold that God to serve your ends.
Main character! It’s all led by a supernaturally strong young African American woman. She is the sower. She calls her religion Earthseed. Each chapter begins with some of her “verses”. “The only lasting truth is change. God is change.” “Create no images of God… The universe is God’s self-portrait.”½
From a few nights ago. It made such discrete lines of color.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you
Head kept.
