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. π
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. π
Today’s sugar craving was satisfied by a small slice of my first ever lemon chiffon pie.
It was terrible. I’m glad I had a small slice.
With the lovely weather and bountiful citrus in the yard, we’ve taken to spitting mandarin orange seeds into the compost bin for sport.
One of the questions on this medical form is βHow far can you comfortably walk on level ground without stopping?β
Iβ¦ donβt know. Like, should I Forest Gump this question? Just go out and start walking until I can’t?
Watching The Wire for the first time, on season 5, episode 8, and oh good lord why am I watching this show? Like, the one good bad guy dies and just come on.
Bah.
I rank this with the Game of Thrones Red Wedding.
Tilly is convinced there is a rat in the compost pile. Can’t say I disagree with her, but we found none today.
“Name this band. Pearl Jam. I knew you wouldn’t get it.”
“I wasn’t, actually.”
The song was Yellow Ledbetter. π
Related, top of Peak Point. I now know that I need to work on climbing a sustained 20% grade with sections of 30% grade faster.
I took this picture a few miles north of Maverick’s today, and I don’t know what water phenomena I’m looking at with the ghosting wave.
Do you know water? Can you tell me what I saw?