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[personal profile] pensnest
Not a question one often has cause to ask, but I was reheating the slow-cooked lentil and vegetable soup for today's tea, and it gets awfully volcanic. I wonder if it's the induction hob, which means the heat is all transmitted into the saucepan at the bottom, instead of also around the sides the way a gas hob would. I thought the eruptions had approximately a metre's diameter, but it turned out there were splotches of soup about five feet away (on the floor) and it spat so high I got some on my hair. Exciting times.

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BIL is visiting this week, for Beast's birthday (on Friday). He is a very easy house guest. Sable cannot decide whether to flee his presence or tolerate him, but, to be fair, she's that way about Beast and Me as often as not.

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Although I have two knitting projects on the go, a Christmas sweater of great tastefulness, and another Bambara wrap in smoke and lavender, I have taken to producing sensory muffs in the last couple of days. They use up some of the endless supply of part-balls in my stash, plus are a great deal more mindless, because although the Bambara lace pattern is really easy, it still requires a modicum of attention, and I am at the yoke-reducing stage of the sweater, and there are snowflakes. It is all too mind-taxing.

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Now, then. Instagram. How does it work, and do I need one?

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There are hints of autumn colour here and there in the world—I noticed some when I went to Sainsburys (where they have moved everything around, so thoughtful when one is doing one's best to shop quickly)—but mostly things are still green and it is raining a great deal. I like chill, bright October days with magnificent trees, but I suppose it must be a bit early. The beech has a few flecks of yellow. The sweet chestnuts have been dispensing their spiked cannonballs in great heaps, and their leaves are turning brown. Not much sycamore colour yet. :-(

Date: 2020-10-14 09:03 pm (UTC)
yarnofariadne: morticia addams from the sitcom sitting in a chair (tv: time moves both ways)
From: [personal profile] yarnofariadne
Ooh smoke and lavender sounds lovely. I really want to learn to knit!

Honestly I wouldn't recommend Instagram anymore these days but I recognise I'm just a bitter old lady about it. It's been steadily downhill since Facebook bought it and now the feed is having the exact same problems that led to me deleting my Facebook. It won't show me my friends' posts, they disappear in a flash and get replaced with adverts and now my feed is NOTHING but adverts.

I haven't been outside in months so I couldn't say if the trees here are getting autumnal but I miss that so much ♥ Hopefully they come in near you soon!

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