Finders Keepers

After work I went as usual for a walk with Curious Dog. I found a knitted cap on the grass verge of the small road between the fields we often go along on our walks and, lo and behold, it was mine. I must have lost it while out walking on my birthday. I hadn’t even noticed or missed it. It was none the worse for spending two nights exposed to the elements and I picked it up and wore it. Strange! It probably slipped out the back of my jeans pocket where I stuffed it when I got hot.

Later, as I was sitting in meditation, I kept being distracted by thoughts of what to do about the fence around our garden. Basically, we need a gate in front of the carport and a small bit of fence between the gate and the house (it’s a very small garden). Two sides are already covered by the neighbours’ fences and one side has a high rhododendron hedge — not dog-proof though. We’ll have to reinforce the hedge with a small fence or a net. Anyway, I kept thinking about it and coming up with plans. Not exactly the point of meditation, but useful. I’ll have to do some research.

The lovely sunny weather made me think of sitting in the garden, and we can’t do that without a fence, because otherwise Curious Dog will have to be on leash all the time and that’s a pain. And, if we have a fence, I can let him out at night without all the bother with the leash, too.

Starting a Short Work Week

First day at work after a four-day long weekend. It’ll be a short work week, only three working days. It was ok — we have upcoming deadlines and I needed to do the usual quality checks. They went quite well. I like making sure that the stuff I’m responsible for is in good shape. It’s a lot of comparing of things with other things, doing plausibility checks, and contacting people if some of their content raises some kind of red or yellow flag. It panders to a certain bossiness in my nature that I otherwise try to keep in check.

I had my birthday cake for lunch and some other cake as well and an apple, so I was hungry for something savoury by the time I got home. On the way, I stopped off at a grocery store to get some fresh vegetables and bread for the rest of the week, as I hadn’t felt like doing a thorough shopping trip on my birthday. Luckily, all the shops I usually shop at (or at least stores from the same chain) are on my commute.

When I got home, as usual, I took Curious Dog for his evening walk. It was nice. Sunny and cool. I guess it’ll soon be summerish hot and we’ll have to skulk around in the shade, as CD doesn’t really tolerate heat very well. Neither do I. We didn’t have any notable meet-ups with other dogs.

Mushrooms with red bell peppers on brown basmati rice for dinner, cooked by my partner (they usually cook during the week which is really helpful), and a last helping of birthday cake for everyone as dessert. Yum!

Some meditation and then another two episodes of season 10 Doctor Who rounded off the day.

Quiet Day

Today, I turned 51.

I felt quietly happy all day long. We slept in in the morning, just a bit, because I had the day off. Porridge as usual for breakfast and the sun was shining. Afterwards, my partner took Curious Dog for a walk and I went to the grocery store to pick up some food. We’d just returned on Sunday, so were out of fresh vegetables. And my partner wanted to bake a cake for me and needed some ingredients.

The cake was delicious. A sponge cake with an apple topping covered with a thin layer of cashew cream. Very yum and light. For lunch I made a leek and potato cream soup. It’s an easy recipe, so I didn’t spend much time in the kitchen, for who wants to spend their birthday cooking?

Sometime around lunch, there was a shower of sleet and the carport roof was still dripping meltwater when my partner took CD out again. We ought to attach a rain gutter, so that we can catch the rainwater for the garden.


I hung up a load of washing and I unpacked my birthday present. My partner gave me season 10 of Doctor Who (the last one with Peter Capaldi as the Doctor). We watched the Christmas Special after lunch, then had cake and coffee. Afterwards, I got myself all ready (raincoat, boots, dog treats, poop bags, the lot) and Curious Dog in his harness, and then the weather turned again. A clap of thunder and some flashes of lightening, so I postponed the walk. There followed a short hailstorm, some rain, and twenty minutes later the sun was out again, and we could proceed with our walk. It was crisp and sunny outside, and I saw the dark clouds receding in the distance.

We met a jogger with a dog running loose. A brown hunting-type dog, just as big as CD, also male, who stood nose-to-nose with CD, softly growling. The jogger walked away, but the dog didn’t follow. I got a bit anxious as the growling got louder and the jogger didn’t show any inclination to do anything. Now, I know the notion is that if you keep on walking, likely as not, your dog will follow. But what do you do if that doesn’t happen? I called out to the guy to get his dog and he came back a few steps and then his dog did return to him. But it was a bit scary and I could have done with an apology. “Sorry about this…” would have done it, but no luck.

But nothing happened so it wasn’t a big deal. When I was younger and out walking with the family dog situations like that really used to upset me. I still think it’s pretty inconsiderate not to make sure that your dog isn’t bothering or scaring others. I would have let CD off the leash if the jogger had said something, but since he didn’t, I wasn’t sure if it would have been a good idea. Still, I didn’t let it spoil my walk.

Regarding walking: I’m getting some expensive zero elevation walking boots from Mutti. I still have to order them, though.

While I wasn’t shopping, cooking, hanging up the washing, eating cake, watching Doctor Who, or walking CD, I did some reading: Ursula K. Le Guin: The Wave in the Mind. Very interesting essays. I found out that she likes The Lord of the Rings. One of my favourite authors liked one of my other favourite authors. Inconsequential but somehow affirming.

The day was so full of lovely moments that I almost didn’t find time for my meditation practice, but I managed to sit and breathe for half an hour. I always think that I will do longer meditations on days off, but often find the opposite happens. The structure of a regular working day, with its fixed schedule makes it easier to take the time to meditate at the usual time.