Apart from being the poison I use on the pernicious weeds, or the act of gathering up a flock of sheep, the title also describes a summary of my week.
Seen parked outside our medical centre today...
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'Exhausting' about says it all.
In the winter time it was just physical work. Now it involves mental gymnastics as I took on designing a basic potting shed and working out all the stuff I've never before considered in a building - realizing I hadn't allowed for something and having to recalculate.... Roof angles, recesses for rafters, overlapping cladding at the corners....
Building it hasn't been relaxing either when other overlooked items came to light and work around solution had to be invented (or reinvented. Years ago one of my flatmates was a tradesman plumber. He reckoned the only difference between a DIYer and a tradesman was the tradesman had made the mistake before and knew how to avoid, or fix, the problem.)
Add high drain on emotional energy to physical effort and mental gymnastics and the result is flat batteries.
Mr B is going through relocation doubts. We all do it when moving so far from 'home'. He left friends, family, familiarity, routine, work, and social sport. Time will resolve it; finding some touchstones in a strange land. We speak more or less the same language but so many bits of it we understand differently. He can take affront at expressions we see as endearment or even deep respect. It can get a bit 'touchy' (understand 'fraught') at times.
On lighter notes the pottery taster session ended with three pieces coming out of the kiln for me.
The blue glaze was a mystery glaze - a new bit of alchemy by the teacher. It came out quite differently on her porcelain and stoneware testers (although in the low light where I snapped these photos it might not look such a contrast - apart from the clear contrast in pot-making skills)
It's cherry season here.
Personaluzed number plates are fairly common here and some are very clever. Not so sure about the vet being parked up at the human surgery but I guess even vets need doctors.
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