Weaving the threads of the sky
Nov. 30th, 2025 04:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolorosa_12This was my first full weekend back home after returning from Australia, and it was very much a return to normality in the best possible way. Yesterday rained on and off (the BBC weather website, which always errs on the side of apocalyptic, had been making dire warnings, but in the end there were just a few short bursts of heavy rain), unfortunately coinciding with the times I was walking to the gym, to the library, and home. Today was clear, still, and bitterly cold.
While I was struggling through my first fitness classes in the three weeks (today, my arms and legs ache), Matthias was struggling through the rain to pick up this year's Christmas wreathe, which is now hanging on the front door, bright with happy bursts of red berries. Other than those morning excursions, we spent the remainder of Saturday indoors, with the biathlon on in the background, grazing, and drinking Australian coffee (me) and Australia tea (Matthias).
Saturday night films are back on the agenda with a bang: The Menu, a blackly comedic horror film about a small group of people transported to an isolated island for an exclusive degustation menu with a celebrated chef, who end up getting a lot more than they bargained for. Horror is not my first-choice genre, but this was excellent and very, very clever (if not at all subtle). As well as the constant threat of violence, the true horror of the story is the characters unmoored and bewildered by the excruciating situation of social conventions overturned. I also particularly loved the incredible moment when the film's final girl realised she'd cracked the metaphorical code that was going to enable her to walk away alive, which felt almost folkloric or fairytale in its resonance.
This morning I walked through the chilly stillness of the morning to the pool, which was uncharacteristically empty for a Sunday morning: I had the fast lane to myself for the entire 1km swim, which has never, ever happened to me. That good start seemed to set me up for the day, which mostly involved working on the first of my planned Yuletide treats, interspersed with yoga, and a walk along the river with Matthias.
The evening promises cosy cooking, and cosy TV: the perfect close to a great couple of days.
I'll finish this post with a couple of fannish events whose sign-up periods are closing soon.
The first is the reccing event thatgoodbyebird is running:
Welcome to Rec-Cember, the month long multi-fandom reccing event. Let's recommend some fanworks! Let's appreciate and comment on those fanworks!
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rec_cember . intro . sign ups
Sign-ups close today.
Second isfandomtrees, the multifandom gift fest that runs over the end of this year and the start of the next. The sign-up post is here, and you have until 5 December to sign up.
While I was struggling through my first fitness classes in the three weeks (today, my arms and legs ache), Matthias was struggling through the rain to pick up this year's Christmas wreathe, which is now hanging on the front door, bright with happy bursts of red berries. Other than those morning excursions, we spent the remainder of Saturday indoors, with the biathlon on in the background, grazing, and drinking Australian coffee (me) and Australia tea (Matthias).
Saturday night films are back on the agenda with a bang: The Menu, a blackly comedic horror film about a small group of people transported to an isolated island for an exclusive degustation menu with a celebrated chef, who end up getting a lot more than they bargained for. Horror is not my first-choice genre, but this was excellent and very, very clever (if not at all subtle). As well as the constant threat of violence, the true horror of the story is the characters unmoored and bewildered by the excruciating situation of social conventions overturned. I also particularly loved the incredible moment when the film's final girl realised she'd cracked the metaphorical code that was going to enable her to walk away alive, which felt almost folkloric or fairytale in its resonance.
This morning I walked through the chilly stillness of the morning to the pool, which was uncharacteristically empty for a Sunday morning: I had the fast lane to myself for the entire 1km swim, which has never, ever happened to me. That good start seemed to set me up for the day, which mostly involved working on the first of my planned Yuletide treats, interspersed with yoga, and a walk along the river with Matthias.
The evening promises cosy cooking, and cosy TV: the perfect close to a great couple of days.
I'll finish this post with a couple of fannish events whose sign-up periods are closing soon.
The first is the reccing event that
goodbyebird is running:rec_cember . intro . sign upsSign-ups close today.
Second is
fandomtrees, the multifandom gift fest that runs over the end of this year and the start of the next. The sign-up post is here, and you have until 5 December to sign up.
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Date: 2025-12-01 07:57 am (UTC)I loved The Menu!
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Date: 2025-12-01 01:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-12-02 02:45 am (UTC)I love your description of parallel struggling and your Christmas wreath!
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Date: 2025-12-02 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-12-02 07:03 am (UTC)Thank you for the
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Date: 2025-12-02 06:31 pm (UTC)