hyperbole: An IKEA-like glass of water with a flower in it. (Default)
In the last hour I've had to realise just how many similarities my spinning wheel has to a Swiss cheese.

A couple of days ago, as I was wiping bird droppings* off it, I noticed tiny white bugs and completely panicked. Dad reassured me that it wasn't that big an issue and that there was a fairly easy way to treat it. So today I went and bought a kind of solvent, covered my balcony in newspaper, and brushed solvent over every inch of my wheel, taking particular care to get the stuff in all the insect holes. And there were so many. /o\

I don't know when I'll be able to spin again, or even how I'll know if the beasts are gone. However, the silver lining? I no longer need to feel like I shouldn't be dreaming of and looking for a more modern wheel. I definitely don't want to be wheel-less and I definitely love spinning enough.


* Funny story: a great tit has fallen in love with my flat. It's come in through my ever-so-slightly open window REALLY early in the morning TWICE. (The window in question is now closed until I construct a net thingy.) The first time it woke me up by flying repeatedly into the glass on my balcony door, and having a perch on my spinning wheel in between; the second it was doing something noisy on my kitchen table when I woke up (I thought it was pecking at something at the time but I wasn't really awake). The first time it got very stressed by my getting out of bed to open the door; the second time it just went and sat calmly on the wheel while I was stumbling over to the door. A few days before that second time it came and perched on my laptop screen when I was sitting out on the balcony, and I saw it just now flying dangerously close to my open balcony door, clearly on its way in until it noticed me. Of course I can't know it's the same bird but I really think it is. And while it's kind of cute and funny, it's also annoying because if I wanted bird droppings all over my flat I'd get a budgie or something. But I don't! Especially not on my wheel.
hyperbole: A blue rabbit. (Bunny)
When I found out this summer that I'd be moving into a flat with a balcony, my first thought was that I wanted to put up a birdfeeder. I finally got around to doing so yesterday, and it was the best thing I've done for myself in quite a while!

5 small photos of tiny birds! )

All so cute!
hyperbole: A blue rabbit. (Bunny)
For the last four years as I've lived and studied in three different foreign countries, I've got used to the somewhat startled realisations I get of being in [country] when I'm out and about and hear other people talking in [language].

Today was the first time it happened in Sweden, and the feeling seemed so funny and familiar and out of place all at the same time. I shouldn't be surprised to be in my homecountry, right? But I was. And I liked it. It's a reminder that the world is full of wonder wherever I am--I just have to notice it.

Also neat on today's walk was the discovery of a really nice sort of tiny forest with hidden paths and surprise picnic tables on the other side of the houses across the street. I knew there was a huge playground, paddocks, etc. in the area but I wasn't aware that there was actually nature. It's a 4H farm with chickens (actual fluffy baby chickens right now!), horses, tiny goats, sheep, rabbits, a donkey, cows, and some small type of pig. And it's right next to where I live! Brownie points to My New City.
hyperbole: (Jane Eyre)
A magpie just came to sit on my balcony and waved his pretty tailfeathers at me! He took off just as I was pressing the power button on my camera, but next time I'll be ready.

The other day there was one of those small birds with yellow chests and black markings on their heads--super cute! This makes me very happy because when I found out I was going to have a balcony, one of my first thoughts was "birdfeeder!". My dad claimed that I probably wouldn't have much luck getting birds onto a balcony, but it turns out I wasn't wrong. (I think it helps that there's a maple tree right outside. I can't reach it now, but unless they trim it, I'll probably be able to three years from now, if I'm still here.)

The way city and nature merge here is amazing and I love it so much. A few minutes' cycle to the east brings me to a forest at the edge of the sea; south from there goes across picturesque islands; then there's the prettiest city centre I have ever seen, with lots of colourful wooden houses and architecture that in many ways screams "Swedish aesthetic here!". I haven't been to the castle yet, but it's very pretty. If I cycle to the west instead, I find a 4-H farm, a bridge across the highway, then a shopping area with Ikea and similar stores. I'm pretty sure I could find a way across that and out the other side--which would take me straight into countryside!

Did I mention I love the freedom that cycling gives me?

So far, my flat is awesome, the city is awesome, people are very friendly to strangers, and school is interesting and awesome (and gets much industry sponsoring => very fancy buildings!). Only issue right now is that I don't know anybody here, and I'm still my shy self, so I'm kind of lonely, but I'm doing my best to take care of myself and to give myself opportunities to meet people.


hyperbole: An IKEA-like glass of water with a flower in it. (Default)

August 2015



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