In which the lost are found
Oct. 23rd, 2025 01:27 pmYesterday, I baked bread, did embroidery, carried books down to the basement and got them safely stowed, finished Phase One of the Sekrit Project, which leaves two Phases left to complete by November 14, which is totally doable.
I also found Steve's cardinal, which was hiding behind books on the bottom-most shelf of the bookcase from which it fled.
And a bonus find...
About a million years ago, I bought Steve a sundial for his birthday. Approximately two hundred years ago, the gnomon went missing. The sundial then became a piece of glass art that sat on a bookshelt in Steve's office.
Today, as I was looking for the cardinal, I found the gnomon for the sundial. It had been stuck to a book.
So the sundial is back together, which is pleasing, even though it I probably have no place to set it up, since -- windows, cats.
Still, I'm pleased that it's at least potentially functional again.
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Where are we? Thursday?
Thursday. Sunny, white-and-gray clouds traveling across a blue sky.
Breakfast was two slices of yesterday's bread, toasted, cottage cheese, and grapes. Yesterday, I ate three slices of bread with butter as soon as the loaf was cool enough to slice, two slices this morning, and I foresee another slice or two with lunch. I am not usually like this, but I'm gonna finish this loaf by Saturday. Guess I needed Vitamin Bread.
Wrote 1,459 new words this morning. Did the addition, to get some idea of where I am contract-wise, and found the total WIP at 102,870, which In Theory means I can type THE END.
Yeah, yeah. We laugh at Theory.
I did sleep in, and my desk one! more! time! looks like a bomb hit it. How does this keep happening? Gremlins, I guess.
Tonight is glassworking, which means a late lunch, because class goes so late. Happily, I can sleep in tomorrow.
That? Is all the news from this side of the world.
How's everything going for you?
Oh. I got the sundial set:
Thursday afternoon cat census:
























