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1. Thanks to
ambyr's sending me ads for every wooden jigsaw available in New Zealand, I now own a small Monet jigsaw and a Bunnings Warehouse jigsaw. Had to get the latter because of how ridiculously prosaic it is. It was given as a gift to employees, and I wonder if it pleased them? The Monet jigsaw is a loose swoopy laser-cut Wentworth (
ambyr pointed out a hint of laser-burn on the clouds, after this conversation I knew several times more about jigsaws than previously). They fit the bill for a social activity I can do in the presence of background conversation/TV/chatting better than anything text-based, the best since knitting – which I never settled to, and my knitting materials scattered since the last time I used them for that (high school, where the most I made was a small length of purple indeterminate). On the other hand they do mean I will have to keep acquiring jigsaws, I've already done the Monet jigsaw three times starting from different angles, and that is enough.
2. I'm adjusting well to the new frog-shaped doorstop. I can't move it about with my foot in the same way as the old tea tin full of Magic: the Gathering cards, it's lighter, fiddlier, and my toes won't grip the frog. On the other hand I can flick it with my foot and it shoots across the floor into place, unless it flips sideways, and when I kick it in the middle of the night it doesn't clank, nor do magic cards ever fall out of it when the lid comes open. Also it is a pleasing wooden frog.
3. My flatmate E is outside sawing the tops off bedposts to make desk-legs. E is a constant maker of new things. All the time we've lived together they've been getting closer and closer to having made every article of clothing they wear, and soon they're going to build hat-blocks to fix their two felt top hats. (Then, they said, we'll be able to drop the hats with a call of “Flanders and Swann,” who shall appear, summoned).
4. Recently my flatmate R had covid, a mild case none of the rest of us caught, thank goodness for both. During the time we were isolating I went to a different beach every day and collected a stone from each one. They are: craggy rust/grey stone from Hataitai by the marina, small sea-smoothed brick from below the moai statue on the point, a round smooth grey rock the size of my two closed fists from Houghton Bay over the hill, small black stone from Greta Point where you can find all the beachglass, oval stone with a rectangular grey section from Evans Bay Beach, and a very small chunky angular stone from Seatoun Beach. I am very happy with this house's special proximity to beaches. Next I shall put them back. (Edited to add: oh, I forgot Lyall Bay, which is appropriate since I've already returned it; it matched the Evans Bay stone).
5. And the one which isn't objects: I just watched Derek Jarman's The Tempest, gosh he's good with light, very good thing to do on a day with the wind howling. Afterwards I went outside and lay on our deck looking at the luminous night clouds show and hide the stars.
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2. I'm adjusting well to the new frog-shaped doorstop. I can't move it about with my foot in the same way as the old tea tin full of Magic: the Gathering cards, it's lighter, fiddlier, and my toes won't grip the frog. On the other hand I can flick it with my foot and it shoots across the floor into place, unless it flips sideways, and when I kick it in the middle of the night it doesn't clank, nor do magic cards ever fall out of it when the lid comes open. Also it is a pleasing wooden frog.
3. My flatmate E is outside sawing the tops off bedposts to make desk-legs. E is a constant maker of new things. All the time we've lived together they've been getting closer and closer to having made every article of clothing they wear, and soon they're going to build hat-blocks to fix their two felt top hats. (Then, they said, we'll be able to drop the hats with a call of “Flanders and Swann,” who shall appear, summoned).
4. Recently my flatmate R had covid, a mild case none of the rest of us caught, thank goodness for both. During the time we were isolating I went to a different beach every day and collected a stone from each one. They are: craggy rust/grey stone from Hataitai by the marina, small sea-smoothed brick from below the moai statue on the point, a round smooth grey rock the size of my two closed fists from Houghton Bay over the hill, small black stone from Greta Point where you can find all the beachglass, oval stone with a rectangular grey section from Evans Bay Beach, and a very small chunky angular stone from Seatoun Beach. I am very happy with this house's special proximity to beaches. Next I shall put them back. (Edited to add: oh, I forgot Lyall Bay, which is appropriate since I've already returned it; it matched the Evans Bay stone).
5. And the one which isn't objects: I just watched Derek Jarman's The Tempest, gosh he's good with light, very good thing to do on a day with the wind howling. Afterwards I went outside and lay on our deck looking at the luminous night clouds show and hide the stars.
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Date: 2022-07-18 12:37 pm (UTC)I also am puzzling a lot these days. I just bought a bunch from Springbok which I consider a mental health expense.
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