Colors, seen on my way through Carrboro today.
My mouth is on fire! Made a batch of hot sauce this morning (jalapeño, habanero, Thai, ají, serrano sweetened with mango and pineapple and honey from a neighbor’s hive) and topped an omelet made with eggs from our backyard hens.
I have voted! I am thankful for democracy.
Saturday morning. Drove Ranger to get load of wood chips. Cleaned chicken coop. Watched a bit of Everton vs. Liverpool. At Oliver’s soccer game now. Beautiful day.
The Coconut Wireless: Hard floors
Friday, October 16, 2020
A microcast for a rainy Friday morning from my desk in the center of the house.
Stepping out of house for run to the coffee shop. Acorns are falling from the many oak trees, sometimes loud dings on aluminum carport. Crickets don’t seem bothered. Autumn day.
Chapel Hill, North Carolina (U.S.A.) at 1:40 p.m., 75°F. The swing is waiting for you. #adayinthelife
Went for a morning run along Chapel Hill’s University Lake. Mist over the water as a rower glided through, and golden leaves carpeting the path, a peaceful way to start the day.
Steady rains in Chapel Hill today, but I went out for an afternoon run nonetheless and had a good time with my thoughts.
“To be kind to others. To stand up, stand tall, and stand for something good.” Last few months have been particularly stressful, but I am on verge of a change to fix that. Saw this delicate mushroom out back and was reminded of life lessons past.
Monarchs visiting the flower garden.
The Coconut Wireless microcast for Sept. 28, 2020
Notes:
Sitting at the kitchen island, updating my LinkedIn profile, watching EPL ⚽️, waiting for the county recycling center to open so I can drop a truckload of junk. Beautiful Sunday in North Carolina helping me balance these feelings of depression and desperation.
Oliver has us watching the new Dynamite K-pop video on Fortnite. Bouncy music goes well with the good Cruzan rum I poured myself. Friday night fun.
Fall flower.
Wednesday, September 16, 2020 →
Satisfaction is sitting on the deck after a good run, drinking cold well water, looking over the flowering ginger - peach and white - that did so well this summer.
Last week, after an oil change and a haul of gravel, the Ford Ranger sputtered and wouldn’t move. Finally called AAA yesterday. Tow guy looked under hood and noticed intake valve missing cap. “I’ll go to parts store.” This morning I found piece in the driveway. No sputtering now.
I was looking for another mango beer and saw this local brew made with guanabana (we called it soursop in Vanuatu). I was expecting the strong taste of watermelon jolly rancher—how I describe the taste of soursop—but in this white ale it was very subtle.
