vital functions have resumed

Alright. So. Last week! Last week.

Reading. I picked The Silmarillion back up! It is much easier to follow the Ainulindalë this time around! And then I ground to a halt because while I understand the meaning this sentence (emphasised) is attempting to convey, I still haven't managed to wrap my head around the grammatical construction:

... this habitation might seem a little thing to those who consider only the majesty of the Ainur, and not their terrible sharpness; as who should take the whole field of Arda for the foundation of a pillar and so raise it until the cone of its summit were more bitter than a needle; or who consider only the immeasurable vastness of the World, which still the Ainur are shaping, and not the minute precision to which they shape all things therein.

I think the thing I keep tripping up on is my expectation that "who" should refer to the same people (i.e. the ones observing and judging the Arda) in all three instances, but I can't work out how to make that make grammatical sense in the context of the italicised phrase. Explanations eagerly solicited.

Playing. One round of Scrabble, in which I was delighted to manage to turn what felt like a rack that ought-to-go-but-wouldn't into DELUDINg.

Cooking. So much food. The last-but-two of the blood oranges got turned into blood orange meringue pie, which I felt would have benefited from more acidity than it actually had. Elsewise little of note, except that I seem finally to have got the hang of cooking rice, at least, on the induction hob at the mouldering ancestral pile.

Eating. Pasties! From The Gear Farm Pasty Co. (Facebook link, I'm afraid), and also a bunch of purple sprouting broccoli from the associated vegetable stand, which I could not resist. (The honesty box system involved putting change in a tin, OR going to the pasty shop and paying contactlessly, OR doing a bank transfer after the fact. I was charmed.)

Also I got a tiny tub of Roskilly's Raspberry Iced Yoghurt from the Eden Project, to eat in the rain, and I am very glad that I did. Also also we (... Adam) bought a slightly alarming amount of alcohol at said Eden Project. ( Alcohol! )

Exploring. ( Holiday! )

Growing. The P. edulis survived being taken down to Cornwall and back!

Observing. SO MANY CRITTERS. For lots of them, see under Exploring.

Additionally: I saw the local choughs (!) twice (once where I didn't quite trust my ID but in retrospect, yep, that was them), and in the garden we were blessed with a plenitude of robins (I can but assume we have a breeding pair), blue tits, coal tits, and goldcrests! Pied wagtails also featured at Eden. And, of course, there were seagulls.