I've been suspicious that the Command key on my M1 MacBook Pro isn't working properly — I go to Paste with Command V and instead get the letter V.
Then I realised it's a user problem: I have arthritis in that thumb, verified by an X-Ray last year. I'm not pressing the Command key firmly enough. 🤣
The Kuaka | Godwits were resting or feeding near the Terns. 🐦
I don't visit the beach quite as much at the moment, but this morning's trip brought Caspian Terns, White-fronted Terns and a Gull hanging out with them. 🐦
Our house hasn't been this clean and tidy since before we moved in. 🤣 Even though we haven't yet finished prepping for sale next month a possible buyer is viewing it today. 🤞🏼
I laughed a lot while watching 2 seasons of Loot on Apple TV:
It follows newly single Molly Wells, whose divorce from her tech billionaire ex-husband has made her the third-wealthiest woman in the US, as she decides to run the day-to-day work of the charitable foundation she forgot she founded, much to its employees' chagrin.
This New Zealand native bird, the Huia, Heteralocha acutirostris, is one that can only be seen mounted in glass cases, like this pair on loan from Te Papa Tongarewa.
This pair was part of an excellent ‘Korori, Korora’ exhibition at Foxton:
A dynamic exhibition on Aotearoa’s native birds, featuring diverse artistic mediums
This fabulous map shows where any point on earth is in shade or sun at any given moment. Many thanks to HowTown for the link.
I already know our current house gets pretty much all day sun all year. Looks like the house we're building will do OK too. Whew!
Pronouns are interesting. As a native speaker of English I've never entirely come to grips with the intricacies of pronouns in Te Reo Māori, and that's on me. (2 or 3, including or excluding listener? 🤯)
Very handy though that when you refer to one other person there's just one pronoun to use: ia.
Change doesn't happen overnight. Back in the 1970s I lived and taught teenagers in small town New Zealand. When I made it clear that my correct title was neither Miss nor Mrs but Ms there was a huge ruckus.
It took about 2 years before the kids I taught stopped referring to me as Mzzzzz Jordan. 🤣
Before they can start building our new house they have to add some height to the building platform. 🏡
Yesterday started with an extremely delicious strawberry from the tunnelhouse.
I've long hated Facebook but there were one or two valid reasons to stay on there. With those reasons more or less gone, and with a birthday coming up in a few weeks I gave myself a cheap present today and cancelled my FB account.
It's a bit like enjoying a long hot shower. 😆
I enjoyed reading this book set in Australia but written by a Kiwi. The Beautiful Dead (Cal Nyx Mystery Thrillers Book 1) by Kim Hunt. 📚
Working alone in the vast reaches of the New South Wales bush, park ranger Cal Nyx finds a body. When the remains are identified as someone she once knew, detectives view her as a possible culprit. Then they find the dark blot on her past.
It made a great change to read about an identifiably lesbian character.
I see the book now costs 3 times what I paid for it and the rest of the series is outrageously expensive. I just won't pay those prices. 😒
Ours is not a seaweed beach, but this morning there were clumps like this all the way along.
The waves were calm at dawn. For the Pacific Wave Appreciation Society. 🌊
Big day today. In theory they've started breaking ground at our new Ruakākā property. Meanwhile we just signed all the million forms to engage an estate agent to sell our Waikawa Beach place.
- Nope, not a meth lab.
- Nope, no one died here.
- Nope, no hazardous waste stored here.
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We had an unexpected visitor this morning when maybe a juvenile Pīwakawaka | Fantail flew into the house but didn't manage to fly out again.
Luckily I caught it in the corner of the kitchen and took it back out into the great outdoors. 🐦
After I'd gone to bed last night Deb reminded me about the comet so I got up and went down to the beach. Didn't find the comet, but did get to enjoy the gorgeous after-sunset.
A good measure of progress on our clean up, clear up, pack up project to ready the house for sale is how much of a tip the place is. We have boxes of stuff to be given away or packed; cleaning gear and 'stuff' on tables and floor.
We should be ready for the photographer in a couple of weeks.
The small patch of ground cover I planted a few years ago is finally starting to cover the ground.
