noasi on a smaller scale

Sometimes what you meant to paint isn’t what you actually painted, and that ends up being just fine.

This one is titled Sunset

Despite a whole glacier for camp locations, not one but two other parties pitched within 15m of our tents. I was disappointed in their choices, having little privacy for personal tasks. Did said tasks anyway, in full view when necessary. Them’s the breaks. #baker2020

Had my first covid test in prep for events later this week. Keeping workload light because of events later this week. Having steamed milk to reduce anxieties from events later this week.

Had a sleepover with Luna. She both kept me up last night, and woke me up early. I shall sleep early tonight.

Nature with her pompasetting ways, tsk tsk.

Looking forward to returning to one of my favourite places in the world, though not specifically Neko Harbour next time.

What genetic code prioritized the twisting branches of the white oak?

Convinced again that there’re a rat and her babies in the compost bin, Tilly started digging.

I eventually rotated the bin to a new location to show her the bin had no rats this time.

“This time…” was her walking-away look.

🎶 This sh– is bananas, B A N A N A S 🎶

I do love spring in the middle of winter, though.

Today I learned the phrase “another D as in David” is written as T.

My name is not so hard to spell as to write that letter incorrectly.

Went to throw a disc at the park yesterday. One pass caught the wind and came zinging in fast. I caught it at least.

Been a while since I’ve had ultimate frisbee bruises. I miss playing so much.

I strongly suspect I am going to enjoy painting with these colors…

The weather is iffy, but changing. Noticed the first peach blossom today.

Despite two people and three dogs walking over / on it, the newt was still alive!

Trying roasted buckwheat tea for a non-caffeinated drink at home this evening. Tomorrow’s exploration is a barley tea.

She sat still long enough for a picture and a startle, as I pounded on the window to shoo her away.

So lacking erudition in the medium.

Upon reflection, I probably should not have had that second chocolate bar.

Moles have invaded my yard, and have begun digging under my slab foundation. I’m struggling with my compassion for an animal trying to survive, against my worries about the structural damage to my house. I don’t want to kill them, yet they seem unwilling to live elsewhere.

Posting at 23:34, did I make it?

Tilly was convinced there was a rat in my car’s engine compartment.

She was right. 😒

The green of today’s matcha latte reminds me of sporg snot.

Sadly, this ShopSmith is not being used. Unsure as of yet what to do with this machine.

Finished The Science of Energy by Michael Wysession. Sadly (for me) was audio only from the library. I enjoyed it, lots of facts with an acknowledgment and refute of questionable opinions. 📚

Well, that’s one way to ensure a muddy face.

Hope springs eternal, cat.