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a wonderful day
Today was wonderful!
It started out with meeting a young woman in a wheelchair, birdwatching by a small pond with cattails.
"I think I saw an American bittern," she said.
Later I brought some catalpa blossoms to a friend, and they gave me an iced, homemade-banana-syrup-and-oat-milk latte to take with me on my errands. It was a hot day and the drink was perfect!

My errands included buying a sickle to cut this long grass.

Not now: now I want to let it alone, as the fireflies and butterflies and bees enjoy it (and also I enjoy it). But later, in the fall, when the time comes to cut it. A lawn mower does a horrible, chewy job, and the shears I have are blunt.** So I want to try a sickle. I saw people cutting grass with sickles in Timor-Leste. Here is my sickle. I've named her Kusakari (grass cutter).

Now, as it happens, I also have a lump hammer, which the healing angel named Petra, and which is great for smashing open hickory nuts or acorns. Here she is, posing with some of last year's hickory nuts.

Well ... if we introduce.... Petra to Kusakari.... OMG!

Then on the way home from my errands, I was driving along a stretch of road that's marked "Turtle Crossing." Usually this is a depressing stretch of road because in spite of the sign, what I mainly see are crushed turtles -_-
But today I saw a live one, craning its neck, preparing to risk its life to get across the road. So I pulled over, went back, picked it up, and carried it across. When I set it down, it trundled on down to the water that was waiting for it.
ONE TURTLE LIFE SAVED. Yaaay!
And now I'm going to eat strawberries and whipped cream. PERFECT DAY.
**Yes, I could sharpen them. In fact I have sharpened them in the past and probably will in the future... but ... sickle!
ETA: The sickle's name should be KusaKARI, not KusaKIRI--corrected that now.
It started out with meeting a young woman in a wheelchair, birdwatching by a small pond with cattails.
"I think I saw an American bittern," she said.
Later I brought some catalpa blossoms to a friend, and they gave me an iced, homemade-banana-syrup-and-oat-milk latte to take with me on my errands. It was a hot day and the drink was perfect!

My errands included buying a sickle to cut this long grass.

Not now: now I want to let it alone, as the fireflies and butterflies and bees enjoy it (and also I enjoy it). But later, in the fall, when the time comes to cut it. A lawn mower does a horrible, chewy job, and the shears I have are blunt.** So I want to try a sickle. I saw people cutting grass with sickles in Timor-Leste. Here is my sickle. I've named her Kusakari (grass cutter).

Now, as it happens, I also have a lump hammer, which the healing angel named Petra, and which is great for smashing open hickory nuts or acorns. Here she is, posing with some of last year's hickory nuts.

Well ... if we introduce.... Petra to Kusakari.... OMG!

Then on the way home from my errands, I was driving along a stretch of road that's marked "Turtle Crossing." Usually this is a depressing stretch of road because in spite of the sign, what I mainly see are crushed turtles -_-
But today I saw a live one, craning its neck, preparing to risk its life to get across the road. So I pulled over, went back, picked it up, and carried it across. When I set it down, it trundled on down to the water that was waiting for it.
ONE TURTLE LIFE SAVED. Yaaay!
And now I'm going to eat strawberries and whipped cream. PERFECT DAY.
**Yes, I could sharpen them. In fact I have sharpened them in the past and probably will in the future... but ... sickle!
ETA: The sickle's name should be KusaKARI, not KusaKIRI--corrected that now.
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I had strawberries and whipped cream today also -- a good ritual for the start of summer.
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I love the idea of you as harvester.
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I laughed so hard at this.
A beautiful post, full of wonders. Thank you.
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There's one in the grounds of Rochester cathedral in the town where I grew up which is the oldest in the UK.
I believe there are only a few dozen examples at most.
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I'm glad you could save the turtle and ensure it got safely to the other side of the road.
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Also, I got my own name wrong: my first instinct was Kusakari--which in fact was right! But I'm so rusty with Japanese that I corrected to Kusakiri (because "kiru" is to cut). But just now when I checked with Wakanomori, he confirmed that my original name was right. ... I tell you this because I've gone and corrected the text you quoted, so we have a mismatch. Not important really! But I feel compelled to tell you.
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How cool that you grew up with the oldest catalpa in the UK! Imagine the stories it could tell.
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I think--I hope!--that I'm going to like the fine control that a sickle gives me. But I have only tiny patches of long grass. If I had more, I'm betting I'd try to go find and resurrect the strimmer.
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(Also, I made a mistake in my Japanese: it should have been Kusakari, whoops! So I've corrected my original text to that.)
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Speaking of seasonal treats, do you know about the Blenheim variety of apricots? They are in season now, and I find them the best tasting of the apricot varieties that I know of. They don't travel well (and therefore mostly used to be canned or dried), but if you have a farmers' market or an especially good produce place nearby, I recommend watching for them and giving them a try if you can. They aren't the biggest apricots, and their color leans more towards yellow-orange than rosy-orange, but in my opinion, their taste is pretty good even if picked a bit green, and it is transcendent when tree-ripened.
I also find Apache and Robada varieties of apricots to be worth buying, if I see them and can't get Blenheims. The other apricot varieties I've tried just don't measure up to those three, and I go buy yellow nectarines, instead—freestone and tending toward acidic, if I have multiple choices. 😏
Wishing you a summer of much personal happiness!
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I appreciate knowing! I am glad she is now rightly named.
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Likewise, much happiness to you this summer ^_^
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TURTLE SAVED!
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And I will send you hickory-nut cookies when I make these hickory nuts into hickory nut pieces.
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