1. My first at-home cyanotype experiments don’t quite work but they do, essentially, prove the concept and I know how to make them better next time. So that’s something.
2. We go for a second dog walk at the golden hour. I show John a shortcut through the woods: when we reach the edge of the trees, the field opens up in front of us, carpeted in gold and green.
2b. My cute boyfriend calls certain scratchy things as feeling “sparkly” (for example, his beard’s bristles are sometimes “sparkly” when they need a trim). It perfectly describes the nettle stings on my calves: the tingling pain feels like light from a disco ball reflecting on my skin.
3. As happened on Monday, something I wrote a few years ago in an IM conversation with a friend makes me laugh out loud today. I always feel a bit of a wanker when I make myself laugh but I can justify it to myself these times because it was so long ago: I’m not the same person I was and PastLouisa made the funny, not me.
(The thing that made me laugh today was this conversation/impromptu poetry slam, which I found again while putting together a list of my favourite blog posts.)
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