Diary: in July, i shall wear straw hat(s)

and there we go… thanks Claudia Car Office

Oh July, whisked by with *highlights* of the “situation of the missing uncle” and darling wife’s arborist level-up exam (about 70 people taking the exam, about 5 women), and being warm, very very warm.

Despite the summer temperatures, just hasn’t *felt like* summer but yesterday we finished the month strong by setting up the inflatable pool with the awning covering for a dip, some watermelon, hanging out in the “clubhouse,” and then watching a movie (Oh Brother Where Art Thou) from a cheap projector on a white sheet like an indoor drive-in.

Also there was a small neighbourhood matsuri festival and R & I’s trip to Noto to possibly address under separate cover. We also made pizza and ate great mutton curry for Father-in-law’s birthday.

Summer vibes from this lil argonaut

So… Onwards to August! Schemes: *not* going to send out the “Leo cards” this year, and have pulled back my idea of a live poetry reading for my birthday – maybe some make something pre-recorded instead, maybe not. (Note: i have put out some ambient scrapbooking hangout videos) Maybe not look at the computer much, maybe more time in the pool, and the barn playing scratchy records. I really don’t know. Honestly I’m a bit restless but very tired and weary. None of this is news.

Anyhow, a couple odds and ends on the last couple weeks since I’m here, and you were there, to document the “usual life and regular days” with jerk chicken schemes, bus rides, massage chair, kisses and peace of a kind.

into town: Oh no, treatment place was closed, so I’m “downtown” Okayama, & dont have a sorta perfect favorite hideout just right place so back at new joint doing Mexican food, cooling down with iced coffee. Kind of wish stayed home and rested though… rather busy by my standards recently.

back at barn: By now you’ve seen pictures of my studio lounge in the 2nd floor of the kura store house, And now the 1st floor is turning into our family arts and crafts clubhouse with a secondary stereo set up, a stack of eclectic and slightly damaged records, lots of supplies, goodtimes! Of course, there is a plan/concept sketch.

the 1st floor “clubhouse” with arts and crafts, emergency supplies, secondary record player for eclectic vibes and dance parties

Yesterday’s hang-out music selection included Harry Belafonte, Jimmy Cliff, Don Ho, compilation of “American songbook standards“ with Sinatra, Ella etc., and family favourite “The Spinners“ for some dancing fun / also have assortment of Scottish, German & pirate folk song records.

Here’s the upstairs workbench in current configuration, space for audio, video, scrapbooking, painting, sort-ganizing / You’ll also notice and overhead scanner maybe, and various stands for old phones/cameras.

Do you recognize any of the artists on display?

New item: massage chair, purchased from a young Brasilian man who is bound for Ireland. Great deal, thanks for darling for going out twice (my mistake) to pick it up. Looks like “Aunt Edna” in the back of the kei-truck.

jerk chicken: I have acquired Jamaican jerk spice and a special beer can barbecue holder meaning I am 2/3 of the way to my plan of drunken jerk roast chicken for my birthday. Times like this I’m glad we put in an oven.

I’ve MacGyver’d these in the past from coat hanger wire but where is the four dollars to get one in the post. just stick in an open can (tall can preferred) and the chicken on top and the whole thing goes in the oven on the tray. can also do low & slow a barbecue

We’ll score a chicken (plus some other stuff to round it up for free shipping) from this place. Got a turkey, ham, pork belly, fancy sausages etc. from them last Christmas. All top shelf.

Jerk spice (I used to haul back suitcases full from Jamaica) in this case came from @iherb which is also my peanut butter, salt and vinegar chips etc etc hookup

garden: lots coming out of the garden of late (eggplant, tomatoes, cucumbers, turmeric coming up) this morning was blueberries, darling made jam before going to tea ceremony

In closing, a kiss telegram from Germany, 1930s, you know those notoriously romantic amorous Weimers.

Bonus (of a sort):

not all torii are for tourists – peace is where you find it

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