A pleasant surprise

30/7/25 10:55
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Met up with Mr. Chalk on my route today. Hadn't seen him in a couple of months and was not expecting to ever scritch his ears again. He's lost some weight but not to the point of feeling bony.

Hot out there. Came back damp and not regretting the choice to walk rather than ride.

Innocent slaughter

30/7/25 06:39
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Air temperature 62 F, wind near calm, fair skies. Supposed to warm up quickly with highs near 90 F, so may substitute an early walk for the bike ride some optimist scheduled. Emptied and reset a mouse trap, gray "house" mouse rather than one of the wild variety.

Dog days of summer

29/7/25 07:06
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Air temperature 67 F, wind southwest about 8 mph, mostly cloudy. Air quality "moderate" with AQI 52. Supposed to reach 90 F this afternoon. Foraging, then cowering away in mechanical cooling?

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28/7/25 15:31
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Double, double, toil and trouble
Fire burn and market bubble
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the tariffs boil and bake

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28/7/25 13:24
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Epstein is a diversion.

Godot still not here

28/7/25 06:31
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Air temperature 63 F, wind south about 5 mph, fog at the airport with visibility under a mile. Air quality "moderate" with AQI 68. Errands this morning mean I may not get a walk before it turns nasty hot out there.

Sunday boring report

27/7/25 12:49
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Usual summer flowers -- whole hells of purple loosestrife, brown-eyed Susans, Queen Anne's lace, crown and purple vetch. The phragmites are putting up tassels, another invasive alien striving for world dominion.

Roadkill limited to a garter snake tangled on a downhill and a mummified squirrel pancake I may have reported on the last ride over this route.

No interesting metal birds over at the airport/base. Did hear something heavy taking off but I wasn't in a place to see it. I think C-17 from the engine sound.

Got out on the bike, past the fair grounds before the crowds could jam up the works, over hill and dale and home. Did not die. Ride takes me over 300 miles for the year, about half what I'd like to have nearing the end of July.

15.71 miles, 1:30:50

Another day earned

27/7/25 07:13
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Air temperature 63 F, wind south about 6 mph, sunny. Air quality "moderate" with AQI 55. Will consult with the body about a bike ride across town.

Modified planning

26/7/25 06:59
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Air temperature 60 F, wind northwest about 4 mph, sunny. Air quality alert in place, AQI 104 or "unhealthy" for sensitive groups. And we all know I am a very sensitive person. Walk instead of bike ride . . .
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Every week, as I go through my daily routines, I have a continual thought running in the back of my mind: what will this week's collage be about? What is at the top of my mind? What am I mulling about? How can I put it into visual terms and make it interesting?

This is the sixth year I've been doing these collages every week, and so perhaps it is not a surprise that certain thoughts and themes come up repeatedly. This week, I've been preoccupied with my ongoing cough, which seems to be the result of a terrible summer cold that has jump-started my asthma again. Well, I'm sick of talking about my problems with coughing, and I hate the thought of being an aging lady who has nothing better to do than complain about my health. And I've made collages about this subject before.

So I thought I would do a collage about my bedroom, as I'm quite pleased with the artwork I've put up. But again, I have done several collages on the subject already. See this, this, this, this, and this.

Realizing this, I felt stuck. Wouldn't I just be boring people? And that, I noticed, roused a strong reluctance in me to get started on doing something this week.

That thought triggered the memory of another conversation I had this week. I was moaning to Pat Wrede about my struggles with the book I'm attempting to write, the sequel to Emerald House Rising. "The things I struggle with the most in writing are twofold: I have a difficult time coming up with a plot. I just have such a hard time figuring out what happens next.

And I get stuck because of the paralyzing fear that I am boring people, because I have nothing interesting to say."

As I struggled with the decision over what my collage should be about this week, I recognized (again) that this is a significant neurosis of mine. I was so dreadfully wounded years ago when my best friend of twenty-five years cut me entirely from her life. In her last conversation with me, she made it clear that she had become weary of listening to what I had to say about my life.

Even now, sixteen years out, I still haven't entirely gotten over it.

Here is the artwork I have purchased that I love so much: a tree (you know my affinity for trees) that is a static silhouette on the wall that somehow gives an impression of movement:

tree on bedroom wall

I stared at that tree and I thought about the fear of boring people, and of things that come up over and over again--and then I saw the connection. This tree is an embodiment of autumn: the leaves are blowing away in the wind. Soon, all the leaves will be gone. And the winter will come and the tree will become quiescent, and then the leaves will bud out again.

As I contemplated that, my fears seemed absurd. Who would be so nonsensical as to say that because spring comes around every year, it is meaningless? Is that not what nature does? What life does? Is that not the nature of reality itself?

Suddenly, a verse from Ecclesiastes 1:9 came into my mind: "That which hath been is that which shall be; and that which hath been done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.

I am entering the last third of my life--looking at retirement and moving toward the ending where I will have to sum it all up. What has my life meant? Does it matter that things come up over and over again? I have always taken such comfort from ritual (St. Lucia Day, washing my face with dew every May Day, eating strawberries every July 6, holiday gatherings with my family), and what is ritual, after all, but things that repeat?

This, as I said, is an inner neurosis. But because I am aware of it, I challenge it in my mind when it starts to oppress me, and I will not let it overcome me.

Yes, things come up again and again. But that does not mean that my life is meaningless, or that my thoughts are not of interest to others. There is comfort and wisdom that may be gained from seeing things with new eyes, even as they recur. And I need not be self-conscious about that.

Here is this week's collage:

Image description: An artistic rendering of a tree made out of wood, blown by the wind. Birds and windblown leaves give an impression of movement. The tree is silhouetted against the sun in a sunset-colored sky.

Under the Sun

29 Sun

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25/7/25 12:43
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Hummingbird.

A hostage of fate

25/7/25 06:44
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Air temperature 68 F, wind southwest about 7 mph, mostly cloudy. Daylight flees -- I am now getting up before the sun. Trash bin out to the end of our driveway. May be able to get a walk in before the real heat takes hold.

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24/7/25 17:02
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How do you negotiate with someone whose stated aim is to kill you and all your tribe?
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I haven't seen monarch butterflies on all that expanse of milkweed available on my bike routes. I've seen two total this summer, here in town, and Elder Son reports a few. Have you people south of us been starving and poisoning them?
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First flowers on the wild cucumber vine, whole hells of chicory and Queen Anne's lace and goldenrod. Thistles going to fluff, wild rose hips swelling. Also saw one laggard lupine blooming.

Roadkill limited to one bullfrog in a thoroughly residential setting. Also, the usual supply of stains on the road with no visible corpse. Did smell skunk over by the DOT garage. And no geese or ducks yet on the cemetery pond.

Got out on the bike, up to the golf course and over to the road through the bog and back, warm and sweaty work. Did not die.

15.33 miles, 1:25:48

World enough and time

24/7/25 06:52
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Air temperature 62 F, wind south about 5 mph, cloudy. The species has not ended while I slept, which is a lost opportunity. Bike ride probable.

My Worldcon schedule

23/7/25 13:10
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Here's where you can find me at the Seattle Worldcon, August 13-17, 2025!

Improbable Research Dramatic Readings
Wed 1:30pm-2:30pm, Terrace Suite (4F)

The Ig Nobel Prizes—and Improbable Research more generally—celebrate "research that makes people LAUGH… then THINK." Put another way, it celebrates the fun of science. In this panel, we will have dramatic readings of scholarly research articles that are new to the people reading them. The audience will then get to ask these "experts" about the papers they have presented. Hilarity, and then thinking, will ensue.
Mikołaj Kowalewski (M), Geri Sullivan, Liz Zitzow, E.A., Mason A. Porter, David D. Levine, Janice Gelb

Muppets, Puppets, and Marionettes
Wed 4:30pm-5:30pm, Room 343-344

We love bringing puppets into our movies and shows. What is the mystique? Why do we love them and how they can say what we can't.
David D. Levine (M), Andrew Penn Romine, Mary Robinette Kowal, Merav Hoffman, Sho Glick

Reading: David D. Levine
Wed 8:00pm-8:30pm, Room 428

I'll be reading from "Rust," a short story told from the perspective of an ASL-using enhanced chimp trying to survive in an abandoned undersea laboratory. It'll be appearing in the September/October issue of Analog.
David D. Levine (M)

The Short and Long of It: Short Fiction, Its Mutability, and How to Transform It​
Thu 9:00am-10:00am, ACT Theatre (ConCurrent Seattle, a separate event)

A craft discussion about writing, editing, and publishing fiction at every length, and growing - or shrinking - the format. But how do you know how long a story should be? Are there tricks for coaxing out specific lengths for pieces? Panelists will discuss these questions and more.
Sam Asher (M), LaShawn Wanak, David D. Levine, AW Prihandita, Lauren Ring

Live Action Role Playing Around the World
Fri 3:00pm-4:00pm, Room 420-422

Live Action Roleplaying (aka LARP) takes the game off of the tabletop and brings it to life through acting, costuming and character. Explore how this unique approch to gaming has developed worldwide; from the ongoing sagas of USA LARPS, to the full-immersion weekends of European Larps, and beyond.
Eleri Hamilton (M), David D. Levine, Terilee Edwards-Hewitt, Vivian Abraham

Autographs
Sat 3:00pm-4:00pm, Garden Lounge (3F)

Ken Bebelle (M), Bethany Jacobs, Cecilia Tan, Christine Taylor-Butler, Ctein, D.L. Solum, Dan Moren, David D. Levine, Edward Martin III, Fonda Lee, Henry Lien, Nancy Kress, Robin Hobb, Sonia Orin Lyris

Do Androids Dream of AI Slop?
Sun 3:00pm-4:00pm, Room 322

What is artificial intelligence and how does it differ from the image and text generators that have proliferated over the past few years? Is science on the track to creating R. Daneel Olivaw, or is all of this a mirage?
Jon Lasser (M), Avani Vaghela, Chris Kulp, David D. Levine, Elektra Hammond

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