You still don't know my name and you're always so cold
Rabbit, rabbit! We have a pigeon in our back porch. Presumably it is sheltering from the cold, having flown in like everyone else through the absence of door. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch saw it this morning and reports that the dead bugs which normally cover the windowsill have inexplicably vanished. So as not to spook it, I did my best to photograph it through the kitchen window, hence the environment of multiple reflections. I hope it feels safe. Hestia has not yet noticed its existence.
I was reminded earlier this afternoon of the tartan that came out of a bog. It even looks as though it can be worn by people who can't trace their ancestry to bog bodies. Less pleasantly, I was reminded of an article about Tesla cars by reading about the Odysseus moon landing. I understand it really wasn't a wash, but "unqualified success" seems a strong translation of "even heroically last-minute engineering salvaged only partial data thanks to a major missed pre-flight checklist step among other inherent glitches." I would like to feel unmixedly cheerful about new space exploration and it's hard when it's all the same language of disruption and innovation that data-scrapes my life and makes my city less and less habitable.
For reasons that are not medically mystifying, the significantly blurred vision in one eye with which I have been dealing for the last week is my new normal for the foreseeable future. I am not looking for advice; it should resolve without complications; I am just complaining, especially since it interferes most with my ability to look at screens. I have been recommended to black out one lens of my glasses with gauze and tape. Seriously an eyepatch seems more dashing and less trouble.
spatch saw it this morning and reports that the dead bugs which normally cover the windowsill have inexplicably vanished. So as not to spook it, I did my best to photograph it through the kitchen window, hence the environment of multiple reflections. I hope it feels safe. Hestia has not yet noticed its existence.
I was reminded earlier this afternoon of the tartan that came out of a bog. It even looks as though it can be worn by people who can't trace their ancestry to bog bodies. Less pleasantly, I was reminded of an article about Tesla cars by reading about the Odysseus moon landing. I understand it really wasn't a wash, but "unqualified success" seems a strong translation of "even heroically last-minute engineering salvaged only partial data thanks to a major missed pre-flight checklist step among other inherent glitches." I would like to feel unmixedly cheerful about new space exploration and it's hard when it's all the same language of disruption and innovation that data-scrapes my life and makes my city less and less habitable.
For reasons that are not medically mystifying, the significantly blurred vision in one eye with which I have been dealing for the last week is my new normal for the foreseeable future. I am not looking for advice; it should resolve without complications; I am just complaining, especially since it interferes most with my ability to look at screens. I have been recommended to black out one lens of my glasses with gauze and tape. Seriously an eyepatch seems more dashing and less trouble.
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The tartan is a rather beautiful colour combination, and very wearable. Many years ago I had a small piece of vintage silk in the luntaya acheik style (https://duckduckgo.com/?q=luntaya+acheik&atb=v385-1&iax=images&ia=images) from a Myanmar longyi, that was the most beautiful apricot pinky-orange colour. I had it copied in Mandalay, but when I received it, to my surprise it was pale yellow, with the pattern woven in bright red and green.
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It turned out that those had been the original colours. My specimen looked the way it did because at some point in its history someone had washed it, probably more than once, and the colours had run. I've never had the nerve to test if washing the new piece will produce the same effect as in the original.
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Thank you!
The tartan is a rather beautiful colour combination, and very wearable.
I like it a lot. It would look superb on
My specimen looked the way it did because at some point in its history someone had washed it, probably more than once, and the colours had run. I've never had the nerve to test if washing the new piece will produce the same effect as in the original.
Do you still have the original? Or did it finally succumb to time?
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I just wanted to know you hadn't lost its color.