Bit of an ethical dilemma today, in a post on another blog. I linked to an 8 minute radio interview. Their copyright says I can link but not publish the audio file. Fair enough.
I had the AI Aiko.app generate a transcript. Transcripts aren’t mentioned in their copyright. Include it or not? I did.
The entertainment at the Kimbolton Sculpture Festival was excellent. It continued all day with a lot of variety. Very short clips below of a swing band, a marching band and a sea shanty group.
Kimbolton is a 90 minute drive northish from Waikawa Beach. At their Sculpture Festival they knew how to entertain, kids especially. Lots of food stalls, but also a pen of Dorset Downs sheep, a Mystery Wool Dig, a jump-in trampoline, a boat race pond and lots of other good rural stuff.
The Sunday Essay: Confessions of a cryptic addict
There is, however, no disputing the pleasures cryptic puzzles bring. Astle says when a clue is solved, “the endorphins spike and the cortisol and the adrenaline drops – so there is this real general and genuine wave of pleasure.”
At the Kimbolton Sculpture Festival were this horse head made from motorbike parts, stag made of horse shoes and bull made from bicycle tires.
Wait … is that a UFO?
Well, well, well. This 6 minute video is so interesting: What Are The Different Types Of Cinnamon?:
Did you know there are different types of Cinnamon? And the cinnamon you’re noshing on today is not the same kind your Granny used to sprinkle in her recipes. Our spice rack MVP has a long history that involves magic birds and power struggles.
Nice: Words from the land of the long white cloud: New Zealand English additions to the OED:
In its latest update, the OED is putting the spotlight on the country that its first inhabitants, the … Aotearoa—the land of the long white cloud—as the dictionary deepens its coverage of New Zealand English by adding 47 new entries.
Just checking the recipe for the chicken wings I want to cook shortly for dinner: Honey and ginger chicken wings | Jamie Oliver recipes:
place in the fridge to marinate for 24 hours
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Further back there seems to be some tree felling going on. That may well be on a different property — it gets a bit confusing round here.
It’s all go round here today, in the teeth of a cold southerly. The farmer next door is harvesting a crop that is probably maize.
The harvester looks pretty flash, so I imagine it’s a contractor.
I knew it was chilly this morning, with a cold wind, and that way down south there were snow warnings for the mountains. Still, I was very surprised when I went out for lunch to see the tops of the Tararuas had a fairly decent coating of snow too.
What, you've never seen a rabbit eating a peach? Well you have now. 🐇
Visited a neighbour not far from us the other day. They had this wonderful small log with orange fungi in their garden.
Weird, in Photos the orange is really vibrant. Here it looks muted.
I write a monthly newsletter for our local community. A kind resident made this wonderful cartoon on an extremely topical and important issue and I've had such a turbulent week I forgot to include it until just after I pressed Send. So annoyed. 🐦
So many people have said such kind and generous things about Sasha — too many for me to list all. Thank you so much for your thoughts and kind words. I appreciate it deeply.
She was the last of them: Olive 🐈, Aphra 🐈, Ares 🐈, Oshi 🐶 and Sasha 🐶.
Sasha in August 2008, aged about 18 months. Such a beauty! 🐶
Sasha said Goodbye to everyone today. Thanks to all blog pals who left kind and caring comments over the years. She was staunch and willing to the last. The best dog.
Sasha does a selfie. 🐶
Just out for a stroll. 🐦
Sasha says: Thanks — breakfast was the best!
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Out to it at the end of the day. Sasha. 🐶
Sasha, aged 16 and a quarter. Her back legs, well all her legs, are having trouble supporting her. Breakfast was a bit of a problem this morning. 🐶
Today will be a Very Good Day for her with her favourite foods and treats. Her friend Willow will visit too.
Look at this little poppet, back in February 2007 when she was just 3 months old. Sasha's come a long way in the last 16 years! 🐶
Sasha, aged 16 and a bit, was out to it on her rug, until I poked my phone in her face. 🐶
I’m so thrilled. Look at this shot I got tonight (iPhone 13 Pro) at our wee star viewing. Crescent Moon with Venus and bird. Below that cloud, then a strip of sea, a strip of sand, river.
