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Apr. 26th, 2020 10:08 pmReading. More testimonials about The Poly Missing Stair; this one in particular took up a lot of brainspace for a few days there.
A reread of So Much Cooking, by Naomi Kritzer, because it's doing the rounds; food blogger in a pandemic, approach with caution. Followed up by her essay about it, and her recent short story Little Free Library.
Continuing to make slow progress with The Story of My Life, Hellen Keller; I'm dipping in and out of it rather but it's making me smile a lot.
Watching. A friend doing an online talk on games, and how to win at them. I think that might be it? I think that might be it.
Listening. TMA! Writing up my flail: still on the list!
Cooking. I always forget how good the lemon-artichoke-broccoli pasta is, but then this evening I wanted Quick Food and the fridge is pretty well-stocked and it took all of fifteen minutes, and it's so good. (Steam the broccoli over the pasta, cook onion and chilli on high until it's starting to blister, turn well down and add garlic and the steamed broccoli and some chopped-up tinned artichoke, squeeze in a bunch of lemon juice and chuck in some zest if like me you have a tub of it in the freezer, finish with pepper and basil; I had mine with goats' cheese, and A had fake parmesan, and I don't think it was just that I'd spent the bits of the afternoon I was actually awake during at the allotment.)
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Growing. Friends. Friends. I have so many plants.
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Observing. Chaffinch! The chaffinch is back. Adam's worked out how to encourage the birds to actually eat the suet balls he got off a co-worker whose birds disdained them; I've spotted the bat most evenings; the cowslip stubbornly reasserted itself in the lawn. A wide variety of splendid insects in the compost.
Playing. Dominion Online, with A & B; a quiz on Friday night via Zoom, with some of A's relatives, which was An Experience (we came last, naturally); in PoGo I am delighted to have filled out the Illumise Pokédex slot, I have no idea what on Earth to do with the fifteen shiny Abra I caught over the course of community day from my sofa, and I am Very Pleased to have hatched a 100% IV Snivy.
The horn: I think I am resentfully coming to the conclusion that at least some of why I've been getting some specific back ache is that I need to tweak my posture, and especially I need to hold more of the weight of the thing with my actual upper arms. This makes breathing easier, weirdly enough, and I suppose it's at least a partial answer to my vague wonderings about how to not entirely regress when it comes to upper-body strength, but also here is a me, sulking.
A reread of So Much Cooking, by Naomi Kritzer, because it's doing the rounds; food blogger in a pandemic, approach with caution. Followed up by her essay about it, and her recent short story Little Free Library.
Continuing to make slow progress with The Story of My Life, Hellen Keller; I'm dipping in and out of it rather but it's making me smile a lot.
Watching. A friend doing an online talk on games, and how to win at them. I think that might be it? I think that might be it.
Listening. TMA! Writing up my flail: still on the list!
Cooking. I always forget how good the lemon-artichoke-broccoli pasta is, but then this evening I wanted Quick Food and the fridge is pretty well-stocked and it took all of fifteen minutes, and it's so good. (Steam the broccoli over the pasta, cook onion and chilli on high until it's starting to blister, turn well down and add garlic and the steamed broccoli and some chopped-up tinned artichoke, squeeze in a bunch of lemon juice and chuck in some zest if like me you have a tub of it in the freezer, finish with pepper and basil; I had mine with goats' cheese, and A had fake parmesan, and I don't think it was just that I'd spent the bits of the afternoon I was actually awake during at the allotment.)
( Read more... )
Growing. Friends. Friends. I have so many plants.
( Read more... )
Observing. Chaffinch! The chaffinch is back. Adam's worked out how to encourage the birds to actually eat the suet balls he got off a co-worker whose birds disdained them; I've spotted the bat most evenings; the cowslip stubbornly reasserted itself in the lawn. A wide variety of splendid insects in the compost.
Playing. Dominion Online, with A & B; a quiz on Friday night via Zoom, with some of A's relatives, which was An Experience (we came last, naturally); in PoGo I am delighted to have filled out the Illumise Pokédex slot, I have no idea what on Earth to do with the fifteen shiny Abra I caught over the course of community day from my sofa, and I am Very Pleased to have hatched a 100% IV Snivy.
The horn: I think I am resentfully coming to the conclusion that at least some of why I've been getting some specific back ache is that I need to tweak my posture, and especially I need to hold more of the weight of the thing with my actual upper arms. This makes breathing easier, weirdly enough, and I suppose it's at least a partial answer to my vague wonderings about how to not entirely regress when it comes to upper-body strength, but also here is a me, sulking.