Lara, left, and Leo, right, otherwise known as the little white monsters, abruptly parked themselves in these positions in the middle of the dog walk. We were expecting to see an epic clash, like a joust, but after a few moments they both decided, “Meh,” and wandered off to chase Mocha the dog, who was chasing dirt bikers. Much more exciting, even if they took no interest in chasing the motorcycles ( good thing), only Mocha. Sofie, center above, made one of the encounters more interesting by standing in middle of the wide sand path of the moto, whose rider yelled something at her. We were too far away to do anything. We didn’t hear what he yelled. And didn’t need to, I think.
Out at our chacra (mini-farm), now happily no longer ours, I discovered an unusual contribution to my working mess: twigs in the sink…
…which had fallen from the light fixture I had built above.
And there were more in the refrigerator.
It seems to have been an avian case study into where not to build a nest. I was glad for that. And I closed the screen on the kitchen window. No idea why it was left open — painting, maybe — but previously I had startled a cat that made a hasty exit through the opened screen. Ya’d think a felluh would learn….
Friends were ditching their long-used toaster oven because the door wouldn’t stay closed. I was curious to see if I could fix it. It didn’t take long to see that the spring had pulled inside (yellow arrow below) the part that connected to the door.
So, simple to diagnose but not — for me, anyway — simple to repair since it needed a rivet, there being insufficient clearance for a nut and bolt (double red arrow). Much as I have always thought a rivet tool would be cool to have, I’ve never been able to justify buying one, and this was no exception. I placed a small nut and bolt to hold the pieces together, and gave it, door not closing, to our cleaning lady, whose husband probably has a rivet tool, or if not probably knows where to get his hands on one.
Unusual phenomenon during my local dog walk yesterday. No time to find a view free of wires, so not great photos, but also not something I remember seeing before.
Probably pulled out by someone rummaging through the bin. I’m a little surprised that apparently no one thinks to clean up the bin when it’s right in front of their house. It’s the same everywhere I’ve seen in our neighborhood.
Now that the wretched sitzbad is gone, I finally found someone to finish the shower in our little country place. The well has not been run in a long time, and it’s summer and water levels are down, and what’s coming out now is pretty sulfurous and brown and nasty, so for mixing cement I have been taking water from here in 6-liter Salus water bottles which I gather when I can from the recycling containers. They’ve been scarce lately for some reason.
A significant difference is that Bloom ended his context on thinking with meta-cognition as an active tool, used on occasion to ‘tune’ your thinking about how to learn. He did not conceive of meta-cognition as an active, on-going, self analytical, in real time self monitoring, developing perpetual state of process. Thus in Bloom’s model, such humans as display psychic or ‘enlightenment’ abilities are completely excluded. In my model they are merely expressions of higher order thinking that is always, continuing, and continuously seeking to manifest at more advanced levels.
Then I walked to the feria (street market) past the recycling containers, only to see something I’ve never seen before.
Someone had actually tied a bunch of empty 6-liter Salus bottles to the outside of one of them, just in case someone was needing a bunch of them…?
