Blistered hands

Hit and Miss #450

In a sign of the kind of work I usually do, a few hours raking leaves yesterday has left my hands hilariously blistered. Woodworking’s been good for nothing with toughening those up! I intentionally spent those hours with nothing in my ears—lately I’ve reached too often for podcasts or music, but it was good to be alone with my thoughts. Or, more accurately, with my thoughts and the cacophony of birdsong we’re treated to during these fine spring mornings.

That we’re at issue 450 is a better indication of how I usually spend my days—reading, writing, talking, and so on. But I remain humbled by the difficulty and reward of all kinds of work. Just as there’s labour to organizing a yard, so too is there labour to organizing one’s thoughts. They’re not so different as they may seem. While one leaves physical reminders of its toll, both can tire and wire you just the same.

Anyway, it’s been a happily full weekend! On to some links:

All the best for the week ahead!

Lucas

  1. And yes, future nerdy Lucas, “the internet” is different than “the World Wide Web”, but the strange, amazing cultural feeling I’m gesturing at when I say internet-culture is both and neither of them at once.