Musings

We had a puddle Xmas. Drip drip drop.

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Two days after Thanksgiving, this lot was full of trees, and even some wreaths, most under large and extra-large tents. Two days ago, there were seven trees left. Today, I saw two, and one outside the fence leaning against the porte-potty (why?). Now, the tents are gone and just detritus remains.

Also, we visited two grocery stores, and neither had fresh cranberries.

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Yeah, I know they’re a little wilt-y, but they’re still fine purple pansy specimens. Enjoy them, or watch “The Librarians” (so silly, also it came out so long ago).

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Been watching the BBC’s “Giri/Haji” and enjoying a different pacing. The name is transliterated Japanese, and means duty/shame. The reference, I assume, is to ethical decisions and family relationships. The show is mostly set in London, with a few bits in Tokyo. The series is a bit more violent than I’d like, yet well-plotted and well-acted.

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I took a walk and discovered preparations underway for an influx of weekend visitors. Welcome to WinterFest!

Bring your wallet and make our shopkeepers happy…amenities provided (💩 possibilities).

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New coffee shop in the neighborhood…. I don’t get how there’s the least bit favorable association between ash and either coffee or pastries.

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The other week, I read a novel set in 19th century London, by an author living at that time, in which a character asked another character if he wanted Indian, Chinese, or Sri Lankan tea. I’m guessing these elephant pots, if used among those characters, would indicate they contained Indian tea. I don’t know what the other shapes would be…dragons for Chinese? But what for Sri Lanka?

Posted at 9:29 PM | Comments Off on Material culture mystery (meaning ignorance)

My new shoes arrived yesterday in the late afternoon. They’re Salomons. I didn’t care about the brand so much, but these have a stiffer sole and are good for trails, and also not the squishy sole that a running shoe needs.

We had The Brother of Seattle here for a day, and we took a roam this afternoon, and I have now logged three miles in my New Shoes. And, en route, we found ladybugs of many hues on a crepe myrtle. Now he’s flying back to the Left Coast.

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We entered the carwash that we usually use, but haven’t been to in a while, and found a sudsing ambiance of green! That was a surprise.

Then as the car was rolled along it switched back to the usual no color, and I thought maybe they were trying to suggest it was a “green” car wash.

But no, after that we had lilac, bright blue, and red, and so on. Maybe it’s a rainbow message?

Posted at 5:50 PM | Comments Off on Change is…colorful

Early Europeans recorded on the order of eighty names for sweet potatoes across Māori-land (now called Aotearoa New Zealand). Some referred to color or horticultural variation. Others were regional or dialectically different. Still, sweet potatoes were the primary calorie source year in and year out for pre-contact Māori.

I was surprised that our local Whole-Paycheck (several grocery chains receive this nickname) had four different kinds, each a different color. This was called purple sweet potato on the sign.

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