It’s looking a bit RIP on the arugula plant. My dulcet tones are doing nothing for him.
Major industrial watering. Pushed two dustbins full of water across the big busy road.
If you have a hose and a water supply, admire it, enjoy it.
Made a debut visit to the new Hillcrest swimming pool. Lots of wood, lots of light, lots of noise. It’s a “leisure” pool idea, which I think may be borrowed from those British leisure centres I know about because a friend of a friend wrote an article in the Grauniad saying how much she loathed them.
My verdict is it is a fine facility if you are a strong swimmer or if you are a small person who enjoys leisure style swimming and water park paddling.
If you are a short arse, or middling to disastrous swimmer, it’s very hard to find out exactly where you can swim. The shallow end would send you to GF Strong and the deep end would drown you. I think perhaps the swimming pool depth varies so have to figure out when exactly it’s a pool where you can swim halfway, if your feet don’t touch the ground turn around quickly and swim back and make it to your 40th birthday party.
The pool is a good place to run into folk you haven’t seen in a while. Today I ran into a woman who’d not only grown another baby, but birthed him and he was already 5 months old! Er? How’d I miss that? I have seen her about I am sure.
400 wildfires burn in the province as of Tuesday.
80 percent of BC now at extreme or high risk for forest fires.
13 new wildfires have been caused by lightning.
Scant coverage on the Sun website, not even a mention in current headlines. You’d have to wonder where we live? The pages of an American wedding mag?
The Greenhouse outcome is proving magnificent. I could cultivate a banana tree in there. A short, fat one. The 72 seeds are beyond sprouted, except one row, and forming crochet loops around each other. The roots are so strong they’re embedded into the peat pod tray thing.
Things are not looking good on the arugula plant (the Rocket). Say a decade of the rosary if you’re that way inclined. Next 72 hours are critical. I think it would be simpler to get a 30 cent packet of seeds sent via An Post.
There’s a rumour my cucumber plant is a squash plant. Hence no cucumbers. It has billowing orange flowers. Verdict?
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And yeah, literature …
Remain In Juan Butler land. Glad to have done so. Canadian Heating Oil is fascinating. But I am attempting to read them in the sequence he wrote them, so have hid it under a phone book and am actively reading novel #2 The Garbageman.
Whatever BC Day is, I had a good one in the Downtown Eastside. Had a bowl of sausage and kale soup at Carnegie, and a good chat with some women about knitting. I wanted to find some particular buildings today for an idea I am smouldering on. I almost found them, but was much more interested in the street activity and human interactions going on around me and with me.
An ambulance attended at Insite and likely saved another life, thanks to a progressive and intelligent approach to addiction continually under threat by our unprogressive and distant Federal government, whose approach is tantamount to lighting a bonfire around the problem, and expecting whistles and spittle to put it out.
The Army and Navy were selling, front of the store, the thickest woolly jumpers and cardigans, while the welly boots were on floodlit display downstairs. Outside it was scorching hot. I enjoyed the contradiction and indulged in a bit of cardigan shopping because it is over very quickly. Cardigan? check, black? check, arms? check. you’ll do.
On the way back, again I tried to find a particular buiilding, but instead I ended up noticing how many people were reading or searching for things on the pavement. I was trying to look for the less obvious, quieter moments. The hind milk, as it were. There’s a lot of waiting and searching happening there.
My dudes have gone camping, and this dudette has gone to the virtual City Archive and has built and hung enough shelves to accommodate the world population of matchstick people.
As each shelf rises — it has been a 6 foot learning curve of gouging holes and the wrong screws — I enviously wish I were a jam jar.
43 new wildfires caused by lightning strikes
13 new wildfires caused by humans.
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Here is the danger rating map, based on data gathered from the weather station to predict. Note the small blue dot in top right hand corner.