Back online and the library takes a bow, snd fall colors

WiFi finally returned, no idea what that was about. Since I'm a guest on a friend's signal, I don't know. Could be anything  from an IP failure, truck hit a cable box, friend's dog bit the router, no knowing. I'm so grateful to have this huge favor, I'm not asking. But you do miss it when it's down.

I drove to the library to catch up on internet needs, and here it is. No indoor pictures these days. 

There's an open space with a fountain playing in nonpandemic times, they'll come again, paths in red pavers, very calm setting. 

This is where hundreds of us gathered to watch the total eclipse a couple of years ago, great to see it in company. I walked around the square today while I was there on a lovely day. Great skies, turkey vultures flying, too high for pictures.

The building is open with precautions. Easy to maintain distance. It was a good change of scene, which I probably need more of.

Then, at home, another walk later, just to look at leaves. Including poison ivy, of which we have almost enough.

I watched a Hajii Baba rug presentation this evening which will need a mass of editing, so many slides. After nearly two hours I left the meeting, starting to get blurry. Wonderful images, though and I'll work on that tomorrow. The presenter was so in love with the subject he couldn't bring it to a stop!

Back after a totally down day

Yesterday was about tiredness, under the weatherness, falling asleepness, and a lack of doingstuffness. I'm back.

We had tornado warnings and heavy rain during the night. I never noticed. Sleeping.

Which accounts for the humidity today, I suppose. Not too hot, but the humidity is good for the houseplants and dry skin.

The other day I noticed at the library a brand new announcement among the book group and craft group and health group news. 

This one states firmly that NO photography, recording, videos of any kind may be made on the premises. Quite new to this library visitor who's made loads of pix in the past, Dolliver photoshoots, grip-and-grins with the library director on winning my Kindle, a lot.

Turns out there's yet another thing for library employees to look out for: evidently bands of roving right wing characters have been invading police stations and libraries, filming, recording, creating disturbance, provoking reaction then shouting about their first amendment rights. 

Now, since all the public libraries around here seem to be next door to a police station, it's quick to get help, meanwhile there's a New Rule to try to head off confrontation. We'll see how it goes. 

I was so tempted to take a pic of the notice, but heroically refrained. The staff have enough to do without being teased by the likes of me.

Meanwhile I've been working on the beaded and silver-worked figure. Hair is now out of the picture, another better idea having dawned. 

Seen from above, new ruby (!) headpiece in place

The back of the head, which will be different soon. 

I have inserted a handy skewer type thing, and the body will be slid onto it, too, as soon as I make it. I do love couching, that's where you stitch down the silver (or gold) work. Watch this space!

More roasted vegetables today: onions, garlic, ginger, celery, broccoli, leeks, carrots, tomatoes, sweet potatoes, the remaining mixed spices from the chai, seasalt.

40 minutes at 450°f

Stuffed into the last of the pita, must make my own dough again

Dessert of a fresh peach dashed with baharat, plain yogurt. 

I hugely recommend baharat with fresh peaches. It's a lovely warm spice mix because of the cinnamon and nutmeg, as well as a bit peppery. I've started using it on canteloupe, too, instead of ginger. 

Watching a matinee of All Creatures this afternoon, at least some of it. 

All in all, trying not to be completely got down by all the news I can't help with beyond the little things I already do, there are things to enjoy.

Friday, I think, plans

 

Today, for the first time, I took advantage of a senior hour, where only seniors can come and play. No, not to the shops, they're doing it at some unearthly hour I can't possibly get my eyes open for, this owl says.  But the library, where the hour starts at the ten o'clock opening.  I was picking up books and a movie about which more anon.

Librarians overjoyed to see actual face to face people, even though there were maybe two patrons there at the time, very much outnumbered by library staff.  One was stationed at the door to make sure people were masked correctly, and to count comings and goings, to have no more than 25 at a time. Which I'm told hasn't happened, or anywhere near it.

Nice chat with librarian friend who runs the knitting group, and is currently not only working at the library, but, as a county employee, also working on the electoral system, alphabetizing voting certificates.  They have lent staff, paying them as usual, to fill up the gap left by the older people who can't do what they've been doing for many years, too risky. Evidently all county employees can be called on, and the election people are particularly happy when they get library staff who know all about orderly handling of documents and organizing and alphabetizing, this year especially being heavy demand, because most votes are on paper.

And this is why I went

The Boy in the Field I know nothing about, but a writer on Book Passage recommended it, so I thought why not.  The Salt Path is Mary M's recommendation, and I'm going to embark on it this weekend.

And Best in Show is Christopher Guest, seen it before and it's well worth another run.  Well, anything by Christopher Guest is.  He's wonderful, the kind of satire doc that some people think is a real documentary and get all flustered about.  This one is about the world of dog breeding and showing, and I've been to enough shows and known enough breeders and showers over the years to absolutely get these characters and their hermetic but unknowingly funny, world.

Which reminds me to see Princess Bride again soon, another Guest brilliant one.

So this is my Saturday movie.  All set.

If you're interested in my adventures with the therapy lamp, I've been using it for nearly a week and notice that I'm sleeping much better, starting a bit earlier, like 11 instead of midnight, calm dreams.  Whether it's connected I don't know, but certainly nothing bad has happened to me.

I did do an online quiz  created by eye doctor people to determine what would be the best time of day for a person like me to do the half hour light session.  I'm a Moderate Evening type they tell me.  And they recommended trying to do it about 7 a.m.  Hm. Not happening. 8.30 is as early as I can do this, complete with tea, and eyes more or less open.

You're supposed to have your eyes open for the maximum effect on the pineal gland, which is the little seat of power in the brain over your circadian rhythm.  It's working away affecting us all the time and a lot of us don't even know we have one. So I'm hoping to fend off the down mood that usually happens with November and December and starts to improve in February.

I had a bowl of that Green Powerhouse Soup just now, and I think the baharat is excellent with the cabbage content.  It just works a nice balance.  So I must note that somewhere, not that I write down any of these soups, just mess about making them.

Enjoy your, wait, checking again, oh, yes, Friday!