My friend and I, seated outside with half-melted hazelnut lattes. Bees start buzzing around us. Smiles across the table: we love bees. One alights on my labradorite ring, crawls into the dark cool space between thumb and forefinger, tiny footsteps tickling my palm.

The reminder for the next Micro.blog Analog Tools Meetup has been emailed. πŸ–‹οΈπŸ““πŸ—‚οΈ If you’re not on this list and would like to join us, let me know!

Some days the gap between the leader I want to be and the leader I currently am is so wide, and it hurts. This is also true for the gap between the writer I want to be and the writer I currently am. And pretty much everything else in my life.

😢 I seem to have forgotten how to write online.

Mandy Patinkin in concert last night! 🎡 This musical theatre nerd’s heart is full. His interpretation of “Wandering Boy” by Randy Newman moved me to tears. And more tears when he sang Lyle Lovett’s “If I Had a Boat”, a song I love dearly.

After @bapsi mentioned Jillian Hess' “Re-Noted: 6 Ways to Use a Diary”, I got completely stuck on Lynda Barry’s basic quick diary format. I grabbed my copy of “Syllabus: Notes from an Accidental Professor” and I’m adapting this format in my Hobonichi Weeks.

Another interesting, thoughtful, and fun Micro.blog Analog Tools meetup this morning! πŸ–‹οΈπŸ““πŸ—‚οΈ We talked about hybrid analog/digital tools and processes, how friction can help slow thoughts down, and much more.

Saturday nosh on yesterday’s baking project. 🍞 FunkyPlaid served the soda bread with two excellent condiments: maple orange cranberry spread and ube (purple yam) spread, both from Trader Joe’s, the ultimate snackiverse.

top-down view of a grey plate with a piece of fig and caramelized onion soda bread and two white square containers with red and purple spreads

Today’s baking project: Fig and Caramelized Onion Soda Bread from Cannelle et Vanille Bakes Simple by Aran Goyoaga πŸ“š I don’t recall making soda bread before today, but this turned out great! 🍞 I appreciate how it’s basically a giant scone.

close-up of a lumpy loaf of bread on parchment paper

Four years ago today, I made the difficult and necessary call to shut the library. I had been the director for just over eight months. I went home, drained yet resolved, and had no idea what would happen next. And then everything else happened.

Currently reading: Molly by Blake Butler πŸ“š I’m used to being upset by what I read; I prefer it to indifference. But this … I can’t decide if I’m feeling the “good” upset or the upset I felt when I watched “Funny Games”, complicit in witnessing a horrible inevitable.

Recently I backslid into my hyperfocused “quantified self” ways and started tracking various metrics with apps again. As a result, my anxiety has ramped up considerably, and I feel like I’m doing more tracking than living. πŸ˜” Time to delete some apps.

The real question on everyone’s minds after watching “Death and Other Details”: Was Rufus Cotesworth writing in a brown passport-size Traveler’s Notebook with an extra-wide elastic? (Yes, I am super-fun to watch TV shows with.)

After eight years in Portland, I finally made it onto the Portland Spirit for a river cruise.

view of the Portland Spirit and the Willamette River from the dock

The reminder for the next Micro.blog Analog Tools Meetup has been emailed. πŸ–‹οΈπŸ““πŸ—‚οΈ If you’re not on this list and would like to join us, let me know!

While walking to dinner tonight, a friend and I were screamed at repeatedly by someone walking behind us. Before I started working in public libraries, this would have thrown me. Tonight it wasn’t even a footnote (aside from this, of course).

πŸ† Victory! I gave blood tonight with no issues. I hydrated all day, ate leafy greens, and took an iron supplement.

πŸŽ™ From the Chasing Fifty podcast: “You define what has molded you. Let’s not allow others to dictate how we heal and share our stories.” Wise words from my friend Shawn.

Tenet, 2020 - β˜…β˜…β˜…

Loud, but I blame that on IMAX. Unnecessarily confusing, but I blame that on Nolan. The action scenes were absolutely worth my irritation at Nolan's refusal to write characters of any depth. Also, the casting of Robert Pattinson was inspired!

One last mug of Campfire S’mores tea, which we found at Crimson Cove in Poulsbo, WA. β˜•οΈ This tea is no longer made. Enjoying it was a contemplative start to my birthday weekend.

a black mug filled with milky tea on a pale green placemat