Finished reading: Pilgrim’s Wilderness by Tom Kizzia 📚
So many themes, characters, stories within the story that I can’t quite figure out what to make of the book. Certainly took me to Alaska and illustrated small town dynamics very well!
Hit that publish key already or maybe not.
I have this hang up where I don’t post about my thinking because I’m scared to come across as righteous or that I know things in a definite + certain way. I’m unsure if this is a net positive? I’m (sort of) okay with it but it definitely limits output. Which I’m also (sort of) okay with.
Finished reading: The Adversary by Emmanuel Carrère 📚
Translated from French but still masterful — obviously well written. I can only imagine how the original reads. The subject disgusts me and yet I could not look away. Fantastic and disturbing.
There are times when life doesn’t hand you a complete PDF.
Why is this so funny to me?
From here – because I have to frankenstein 30 pdfs to one big one and why life, why.
The dahlias are still blooming. Maybe a month or so to go before they start to look daggy. It’s started though. Powdery mildew, blown centres, smaller flowers. Days are getting shorter. It’s time to start sweet peas and other hardy plants. I love this feeling of slowing down and starting again. 🌱
🍂 Autumn is here 🍂
Picked while listening to a voice note from E. Felt like she came for a cuppa while I pottered around.
Yarny projects that are not mine 🧶 I’m excited A’s (7yo) finally showing interest.
Took awhile but I’m really pleased with who I follow on Mb at last. I feel clearer and I am learning and also laughing. There’s nice dialogue but not too much that it’s addicting. I like it. It’s a welcome change.
It’s really freeing not knowing who sees this. With no external metrics (followers, likes) to influence what I publish, vulnerability and personal truths are so much more accessible. It’s also very scary!
A bucket of dahlias for a wedding. I’m so grateful I get to share my flowers this way.
