Lugnasa New (Garlic Planting) Moon
Down in the pits with Ovid this morning, rasslin’. I’m not moving as fast as I did a month ago, but I believe that this stretch is more difficult, not that I’m slower. There are many small satisfactions in translation: learning new words, puzzling out word order, identifying conjugations, putting phrases together to form a sentence and sentences together to form a narrative. I enjoy it.
Today is a Latin day, so I’ll whack away at Ovid in the afternoon, too, before I work out. Tomorrow it’s back to Missing though I hope I can work some short Ovid sessions along the way, too.
I had two different couples stop me after the Rembrandt tour yesterday, none of them part of the home school group who were my primary tour. They both said I was an excellent docent. Used those words. That felt good. I thanked them and said it was good to hear.
Kate’s roasting peppers this morning. That set off the smoke alarm and the co2 detector.