random bits and pieces on a Wednesday night
Hello September. I am not ready for it but I have yet to find the superpower that holds up time for a few days. I can tell it is colder by just watching my hands turn a shade of cadaverous splotchy white whenever I venture outside. I refuse to wear gloves yet. My algorithms have been showing me Raynaud’s gloves. With silver or copper threads, plus minus compression and quite possible all snake oil. We did a pond biodiversity survey with my volunteering group last Saturday. It was fun to do something less physical than usual, and learn that our local newt pond is in good health, scoring really high on the biodiversity. So much life in a small pond! Frankie had is neutering surgery on Monday. He seems to be recovering ok but he is not a happy boy, not at all. He gave us a little bit of a fright the night after the surgery because he managed to undo the buttons of his surgical suit and wiggle out. I’d have liked to see how he did it! He had of course been licking his wound but did no...
