Pandemic 132-33: quite a good weekend
Jul. 26th, 2020 09:39 pmProbably because I didn't see anyone, and didn't go anywhere except around my neighbourhood looking for naminals. Admittedly today that was a 2hr mini-hike, but hey. I did call Shiny TWICE, and K once. Shiny has sewn masks. K has new feline housemates, and videos of said nosy ginger boys trying to get into Stellacat's food tray are a great amusement to me.
Work: Listened to MF's segment on BBC Word Service 'The Forum' last night while making dinner. She did very well, but I know some stuff she wanted to get in didn't make the final cut.
Language: I've now had two more lessons on acc/dat prepositions, and I now *understand* the difference when I read and can use the correct w-question words. Producing the correct case and indeed gender when speaking is still a bit hit and miss. I was trying to figure out why this is so HARD, when it was a cakewalk in OE and fairly easy in Latin, and then I realised: in OE I never had to do production exercises, and in Latin, only fill-in-the-gap written ones and i think some tiny 'write a sentence' exercises later on. That's wildly different from having to assemble all the moving parts of a sentence.
Fortuitously, I have been doing these wo/wohin lessons, and the topic is moving house. Fortuitous, for I am to go help J move house next weekend, and while I think her partner speaks English, her flatmates do not (they speak Russian, Arabic, some French and some German). Anyway, I will have an amusing story to tell come mid-august when I have a private lesson booked for the speaking-wrap-up of the 'moving house' unit.
I have a Dr appt this week with a doctor who speaks EITHER english or french but I don't know which. I don't have German class tomorrow, but i shall be doing language work: prepping speaking notes for My Medical History in French, with a rudimentary gloss in German (in case the doctor speaks on English and German). Do I go as far as trying to explain The Family Genetic Bag of Doom, I wonder? I haven't before, in Switzerland, but I might need to for the psych evaluation the week AFTER so perhaps I might as well prep it anyway.
Foods: I made a gratin yesterday and it was disappointing. The potatoes didn't cook through, and I put too much stock in so it was sloppy, and a lot of cheese stuck to the tinfoil.
Once again I have Too Many Leftovers and need to embark on several days of eating down the leftovers. This despite the fact that I still have fresh veg. At least I've eaten up all the peaches and only one had gone too manky to eat before I got to it.
Garten: I repotted the lavender; it has responded by drooping. Silly lavender. I have... faded the daisies? They WERE a rich red and now they're a dusty umber. Actually colour faded, not 'faded blooms' faded, which (I assume?) means wilted. I've hacked at the herbs to cut them back a bit; there are now boquets of herbs in my house. Also hacked back some of the little orange flowers to give the yellow possibly-lantana more space. All fairly tedious, but absorbing. Although I did not know when I took up flower gardening that I would spend so much time giving haircuts to plants.
Naminals: Yesterday I went on a short walk to look for goats (I had heard them on Firday); it turned out they were sheep (video evidence of sheep). I then meandered back to the Baumgarten complex, tried to read more of the signs about the Roman villa, and observed the chickens. I also met a very self-possessed tuxedo cat, who was staring down a poodle and winning. I believe this cat is the genius locorum.
Today I set off over the hills to Oberbottigen, via Niederbottigen and Buch. I did not see any farm cats, but I did see the emus from a distance. I tramped along a path through sugarbeet, which was helpfully so labelled by a big placard advertising the benefits of pesticide in sugarbeet production (I guess someone is proposing an anti-pesticide bill, because this farm had signs on its fields and its piggery explaining why a law against pesticide would be bad). Thence across some grassy fields of unknown purpose, and into a cornfield, where I excelled myself by falling flat on my face three times in 200 metres of grassed and rutted track. Eventually I made it into the wood, where I found a Good Stick. I came out above a tiny village called Buch, and turned for Oberbottigen on the road, and then home along the main road. I have kept the Good Stick, though; I intend to wash it down, dry it, and then sand it back, and take it with me on further expotitions, to reduce the number of times I fall flat on my face on even slightly uneven surfaces.
All up this took about two hours. As well as the emus I saw some cows, the pigs in the piggery, some horsies in the equestrian stables, and a llama in someone's side yard.
Internets: Instagram has locked both my accounts from liking or commenting or even putting captions on my own photos - but it seems like only when I use the mobile app? Turning on VPN on the phone didn't help, but switching to my desktop browser EVEN THOUGH IT'S USING MOBILE DATA did. Extremely weird.
I assume, since this isn't IP linked, it has something to do with my IFTTT scripts, which are all playing up anyway because gmail changed its rules again. Given the latest tumblr update ate some xkit functionalities I rely on AND since about a week before the latest update tumblr no longer recognises the 'show this photo in portrait' metadata from my camera, I have decided that my photo tumblr is now a dead blog. Spent some time twiddling email posting settings and
speculumannorum will now be getting direct posts, via email. Annoyingly, one can't schedule emails when composing in gmail on one's phone, but one CAN at least post more than one photo at a time. And the weird line breaks that used to happen with gmail post-by-email seem to have gone away.
I've got a fair bit of instagram crossposting to catch up, which might take a while, but there's photos from the camera scheduled for every day of this week.
This has been a mundane update.
Work: Listened to MF's segment on BBC Word Service 'The Forum' last night while making dinner. She did very well, but I know some stuff she wanted to get in didn't make the final cut.
Language: I've now had two more lessons on acc/dat prepositions, and I now *understand* the difference when I read and can use the correct w-question words. Producing the correct case and indeed gender when speaking is still a bit hit and miss. I was trying to figure out why this is so HARD, when it was a cakewalk in OE and fairly easy in Latin, and then I realised: in OE I never had to do production exercises, and in Latin, only fill-in-the-gap written ones and i think some tiny 'write a sentence' exercises later on. That's wildly different from having to assemble all the moving parts of a sentence.
Fortuitously, I have been doing these wo/wohin lessons, and the topic is moving house. Fortuitous, for I am to go help J move house next weekend, and while I think her partner speaks English, her flatmates do not (they speak Russian, Arabic, some French and some German). Anyway, I will have an amusing story to tell come mid-august when I have a private lesson booked for the speaking-wrap-up of the 'moving house' unit.
I have a Dr appt this week with a doctor who speaks EITHER english or french but I don't know which. I don't have German class tomorrow, but i shall be doing language work: prepping speaking notes for My Medical History in French, with a rudimentary gloss in German (in case the doctor speaks on English and German). Do I go as far as trying to explain The Family Genetic Bag of Doom, I wonder? I haven't before, in Switzerland, but I might need to for the psych evaluation the week AFTER so perhaps I might as well prep it anyway.
Foods: I made a gratin yesterday and it was disappointing. The potatoes didn't cook through, and I put too much stock in so it was sloppy, and a lot of cheese stuck to the tinfoil.
Once again I have Too Many Leftovers and need to embark on several days of eating down the leftovers. This despite the fact that I still have fresh veg. At least I've eaten up all the peaches and only one had gone too manky to eat before I got to it.
Garten: I repotted the lavender; it has responded by drooping. Silly lavender. I have... faded the daisies? They WERE a rich red and now they're a dusty umber. Actually colour faded, not 'faded blooms' faded, which (I assume?) means wilted. I've hacked at the herbs to cut them back a bit; there are now boquets of herbs in my house. Also hacked back some of the little orange flowers to give the yellow possibly-lantana more space. All fairly tedious, but absorbing. Although I did not know when I took up flower gardening that I would spend so much time giving haircuts to plants.
Naminals: Yesterday I went on a short walk to look for goats (I had heard them on Firday); it turned out they were sheep (video evidence of sheep). I then meandered back to the Baumgarten complex, tried to read more of the signs about the Roman villa, and observed the chickens. I also met a very self-possessed tuxedo cat, who was staring down a poodle and winning. I believe this cat is the genius locorum.
Today I set off over the hills to Oberbottigen, via Niederbottigen and Buch. I did not see any farm cats, but I did see the emus from a distance. I tramped along a path through sugarbeet, which was helpfully so labelled by a big placard advertising the benefits of pesticide in sugarbeet production (I guess someone is proposing an anti-pesticide bill, because this farm had signs on its fields and its piggery explaining why a law against pesticide would be bad). Thence across some grassy fields of unknown purpose, and into a cornfield, where I excelled myself by falling flat on my face three times in 200 metres of grassed and rutted track. Eventually I made it into the wood, where I found a Good Stick. I came out above a tiny village called Buch, and turned for Oberbottigen on the road, and then home along the main road. I have kept the Good Stick, though; I intend to wash it down, dry it, and then sand it back, and take it with me on further expotitions, to reduce the number of times I fall flat on my face on even slightly uneven surfaces.
All up this took about two hours. As well as the emus I saw some cows, the pigs in the piggery, some horsies in the equestrian stables, and a llama in someone's side yard.
Internets: Instagram has locked both my accounts from liking or commenting or even putting captions on my own photos - but it seems like only when I use the mobile app? Turning on VPN on the phone didn't help, but switching to my desktop browser EVEN THOUGH IT'S USING MOBILE DATA did. Extremely weird.
I assume, since this isn't IP linked, it has something to do with my IFTTT scripts, which are all playing up anyway because gmail changed its rules again. Given the latest tumblr update ate some xkit functionalities I rely on AND since about a week before the latest update tumblr no longer recognises the 'show this photo in portrait' metadata from my camera, I have decided that my photo tumblr is now a dead blog. Spent some time twiddling email posting settings and
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've got a fair bit of instagram crossposting to catch up, which might take a while, but there's photos from the camera scheduled for every day of this week.
This has been a mundane update.