Doing my Friday morning banjo lesson in Australia.
Feeling a little bit like in Groundhog Day, another week rolls by pretty much the same as previous, maybe a little more in the ways my body tells me time is passing nonetheless and entropy increases and I develop new aches and worries.
Reading four or five books at a time now, although I'm not sure in the case of one of those books that I'll finish it. Still reading '
Detransition, Baby' by Torrey Peters, '
Earthlings' by Murata Sayaka, '
Realm Breaker' by Victoria Aveyard, '
Roadside Picnic' by Arkady Strugatsky.... way too much to have on the go in one. The one I might drop is, in all likelihood, not the one you might think. I also stupidly started '
52 Ways to Walk' by Annabel Abbs-Street but that I don't have to follow that one linearly and can take it a little bit at a time -one week's walk at a time, in fact.
Currently teaching my banjo pupil the intricacies of the pentatonic scales and their five different 'modes...'
I'd posted this first on Dreamwidth,
here.