The dead are bushed an' stoned to keep 'em safe below

[sovay]

Rabbit, rabbit! I am having a great deal of difficulty with my state continuing to reopen as our delta cases spike. I was obliged to be inside two buildings for purposes of errands this afternoon and while I appreciated that more masks were in evidence than not, it did not make me feel as safe(r; safe as an absolute has been out of the question for some time now) as it might have even a month ago. I was just about the only person wearing a mask on the street. Somerville is recommending indoor masking, but not requiring it; Massachusetts as a whole has not reinstated the mask order it rescinded in May. We are officially no longer in a state of emergency. Please ignore the rates of community transmission blooming red across the map. It feels a bit like living in that blown-off splinter of reality in Diana Wynne Jones' Witch Week (1982), except I don't think there's much chance of merging into a healthier worldline. As of this week, spatch has returned to work in person. At least he is mostly interacting with dust.

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[sovay]

To make up for my earlier whingeing I'm just leaving this here

"They were still filled with doum, the fruit of an African palm tree that was sacred for the ancient Egyptians, as well as grape-seeds."

That's wonderful!

Thank you.

[kore]

I gotta admit, I read "sealed ceremonial site in ancient port city discovered with untouched fruit in underwater excavation," I think of one person....

[sovay]

I gotta admit, I read "sealed ceremonial site in ancient port city discovered with untouched fruit in underwater excavation," I think of one person....

Aw.

[selkie]

Numpty thousand years trotting behind you confusing the archaeologists and you left the groceries where?

[sovay]

Numpty thousand years trotting behind you confusing the archaeologists and you left the groceries where?

Look, I put them down to have both hands free for the papyrus negotiations and the next thing I knew someone was thanking me for contributing to the offerings! You can't take a thing back after that! Not even quality street food!

[selkie]

It's true, you really can't.

I saved you some eel onna stick, anyway, unless you're holding out for some of those weird Norse potted herrings from the Temporally Unstuck Society of Guest-Friends meeting next month. I don't understand why they have to hold those in Kjelvik even if the swimming is great.