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dolorosa_12This weekend has been absolutely glorious: beautiful light, beautiful autumn leaves, and lots of time spent out and about.
I spared myself the prospect of two hours of Halloween-themed Zumba yesterday, and just went to the first hour of my regular fitness classes, which meant I was out of the gym by midmorning, rather than lunchtime, then met Matthias at the market, where we bought a bunch of vegetables, fruit, and cheese. It started to rain just as we were queueing at the coffee stall, but it was so mild that I didn't really mind, as we dashed home between the raindrops, clutching our hot drinks.
After lunch, I made a good start on my Yuletide assignment, which is coming together well. I have plans for at least four treats this year, so I'm going to need to be fairly disciplined in order to get it all done — it's my tenth year doing Yuletide, so I want to make an effort.
After dinner on Saturday, we watched the Wynonna Earp film, which I can't really recommend. It had some good quippy lines, it was nice to see the old gang back together, but the whole thing felt a bit hollow: underdeveloped character motivations, and relationships that didn't quite ring true to where the characters had been when the TV series ended. I had felt that the TV show's final season was incoherent fanservice, and this felt like more of the same. Like Veronica Mars, another beloved TV show with sharp writing, great chemistry between actors, and a cult following, it's been allowed to go on too long — rewarding fans' passion and loyalty, but not necessarily with a good result.
Today started will all the Sunday staples: swimming, yoga, stewing fruit, and cooking crepes for breakfast. Then Matthias and I lay around reading for a few hours, before our friends from our hiking group came to pick us up and take us to the starting point of this month's outing: a village called Brinkley, 25km or so away, where we met up with our other walking companions, and set out. It was a gorgeous day: the sky was clear and blue, the air was still, and the autumn leaves were vivid and crisp. We walked over gently undulating hills, through fields and little tracks between picturesque villages, and over a narrow and rather stagnant river. The theme of the day was fruit trees (we ate windfall apples from the ground under a line of trees by the side of the road, and they were delicious), horses, and dogs. The latter featured heavily at our final destination: the cute little village pub in Brinkley, which had two massive fireplaces, and a rotating cluster of locals gathered near the bar, with their various friendly dogs. It was a cosy and welcome end to the walk before the drive home (just to be clear, the drivers among us drank orange juice and non-alcoholic beer, respectively).
Now I'm back in my living room armchair, catching up on Dreamwidth while Matthias and I wait for our Indian takeaway to be delivered for dinner. I could do with one more day of weekend, but at least the two days I've had have been great.
I spared myself the prospect of two hours of Halloween-themed Zumba yesterday, and just went to the first hour of my regular fitness classes, which meant I was out of the gym by midmorning, rather than lunchtime, then met Matthias at the market, where we bought a bunch of vegetables, fruit, and cheese. It started to rain just as we were queueing at the coffee stall, but it was so mild that I didn't really mind, as we dashed home between the raindrops, clutching our hot drinks.
After lunch, I made a good start on my Yuletide assignment, which is coming together well. I have plans for at least four treats this year, so I'm going to need to be fairly disciplined in order to get it all done — it's my tenth year doing Yuletide, so I want to make an effort.
After dinner on Saturday, we watched the Wynonna Earp film, which I can't really recommend. It had some good quippy lines, it was nice to see the old gang back together, but the whole thing felt a bit hollow: underdeveloped character motivations, and relationships that didn't quite ring true to where the characters had been when the TV series ended. I had felt that the TV show's final season was incoherent fanservice, and this felt like more of the same. Like Veronica Mars, another beloved TV show with sharp writing, great chemistry between actors, and a cult following, it's been allowed to go on too long — rewarding fans' passion and loyalty, but not necessarily with a good result.
Today started will all the Sunday staples: swimming, yoga, stewing fruit, and cooking crepes for breakfast. Then Matthias and I lay around reading for a few hours, before our friends from our hiking group came to pick us up and take us to the starting point of this month's outing: a village called Brinkley, 25km or so away, where we met up with our other walking companions, and set out. It was a gorgeous day: the sky was clear and blue, the air was still, and the autumn leaves were vivid and crisp. We walked over gently undulating hills, through fields and little tracks between picturesque villages, and over a narrow and rather stagnant river. The theme of the day was fruit trees (we ate windfall apples from the ground under a line of trees by the side of the road, and they were delicious), horses, and dogs. The latter featured heavily at our final destination: the cute little village pub in Brinkley, which had two massive fireplaces, and a rotating cluster of locals gathered near the bar, with their various friendly dogs. It was a cosy and welcome end to the walk before the drive home (just to be clear, the drivers among us drank orange juice and non-alcoholic beer, respectively).
Now I'm back in my living room armchair, catching up on Dreamwidth while Matthias and I wait for our Indian takeaway to be delivered for dinner. I could do with one more day of weekend, but at least the two days I've had have been great.
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Date: 2024-10-28 12:39 am (UTC)My mother's maiden name was Brinkley and her father's family were from that part of the world but I never put two and two together before... and potentially made 5. ;D
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Date: 2024-10-29 06:38 pm (UTC)My mother's maiden name was Brinkley and her father's family were from that part of the world but I never put two and two together before... and potentially made 5. ;D
Oh wow, that's amazing!
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