August 14:
Since wife didn’t go to Tokyo for niece’s b-day, was able go to meet up with school chums (obv hasn’t happened for a few years)
So she switched from grubby work clothes to a cute cap-sleeve light blue dress, stockings/sandals, Tiffany necklace & ring / even perfume. So cute!
[note to self: take a snapshot ya know!]
Earlier today: After tidying up all the carport & yard of tools, landscaping supplies, inflatable pool + miscellaneous hazards // we did a bit of sign painting and a spontaneous charcoal barbecue on a ceramic smelting stove. I was so smokey smelly / took bath, pills & now in cool dark room.
Ryoko took snaps of the spontaneous barbq and made a IG post, my 2 darling are both so cute, brilliant, creative and courageous:
Later that evening: Kiddo is gratefully at grandparents for a few hours. Planned for kura session to rock out one of the audio/video/something projects on my list but barometric pressure is dropping and my little head is crushing so leaving the list untouched & maybe a black-and-white movie instead (Our Man in Havana?)
Not in the above list screenshot are many sundry tasks like hanging art, deconstructing backpacks, removing scrap screws and compost bins from pallets.
Included are these two paintings by John Ferrie showing glorious Vancouver in an enthusiastic barrage of delightful colours – each detail significant about a city i once loooooved.
note to self, get a better snapshot, and share with the artist
August 15:
And really good thing wife didn’t go to Tokyo as the train service coming this way was suspended for at least today on account of the #Typhoon. As for me, Im in bed all day listening to Theta meditations + black coffee and ice packs
All (albeit modest) expectations for birthday put on pause, –just happy to be safe, alive & visualizing the next “three big things” admit a not insignificant amount of pain. Better than before, right … [Insert question mark here]
“If I were confined to a corner of a garret all my days, like a spider, the world would be just as large to me while I had my thoughts about me.”
Henry David Thoreau, Walden
