This tree watched with the other trees as the studio reconstruction project finally saw some progress.
The “foundation” is square and level (within 1-2 inches, which is my margin-of-error for this type of project), and I have begun putting the skeleton back together. Then it started to rain again so I went back inside. [daily log: walking, 2km; pickaxing mud and roots, 2hr]
spots of blackness,
patches of white snow,
something greenish, or brown,
inchoate shapes emerging,
gravel on the gray road, waiting,
the sky's first light rendering the world.
My duties at the gift shop are focused around my role as the “frame shop guy” – the gift shop is the only retail location on the island that does custom picture framing, and there is a fairly steady demand for this service. Wayne, the store’s owner (along with his wife Donna), was the guy who brought this service to the island when they opened the gift shop a bit over 20 years ago.
Working two days a week, there is enough to do in the frame shop that that is mostly what I do. I enjoy it, as it allows me to express my creative side a bit more than most other aspects of working in the store. I have decided to keep a picture journal of the frames I put together. The pictures below are from the last 2 weeks. I’ll maybe post this picture journal once a week or once every two weeks. The things being framed are quite diverse, from parents memorializing their kids’ drawings or paintings to fine art (often local native art) to photography to motivational posters.
I took the first steps over this past weekend and today to publish a new map server website. Here is a screenshot of its current status in my browser.
This is, maybe, the fourth map server I’ve built from scratch using the OSM (openstreetmap.org) architecture, which is open source.
Partly, I do this because I keep wanting to practice and get better at putting them together. There is quite a bit of code customization required to get the server working on a “non-earth” map. So it’s good to keep in practice.
But also, if this one works adequately, I intend to migrate my Arhet map server (which has 20 or so active users, a few of whom have given me a small amount of money) to a newly built map server, fully segregated from all my various blogs and such. All this time, Arhet as existed at the timorously-named test.geofictician.net, and shared server space with multiple other applications, including this here blog thingy, a wiki, a MUD, and sundry web-doohickeys.
So first, I’m doing this practice run, using another planet, Rahet. The similarity between the names “Arhet” and “Rahet” is not coincidental: they are both anagrams of “Earth”. I intend for all my map servers to have such names.
I found a washer in my pocket, and...
my thought was that I should remove it quick.
Because in fact to leave it lurking there
would make for problems when I washed my pants.
The washer would escape and bang around,
a fearsome thing would then occur, no doubt:
the thing would bounce and dance across the floor...
a washer wrecked by washers getting washed.