Morning e para aprender Portugués and drinking coffee in the sun on the balcony. Once I’ve reclaimed my chair from Trinket, that is. We sometimes call this coffee press the, “Darth Vader plunger,” - because it looks like the French Press that would be supplied on Imperial Star Destroyers (imagine the drain gurgle as Vader pours coffee into his helmet). We’ve had it many years and it’s travelled many miles. And it still keeps coffee hot for upwards of an hour.
Housecats. Except they’re free to wander. Luckily Skitten does not, as a rule.
I’m relying heavily on this grinning, moustachioed cyclops to see me through.
A fat, heavy bass guitar amplifier holding up a fat, heavy boi.
Bra Zeb. Judah’s Square, Knysna. 2002?
Household objects. I believe my dad bought these mugs in Johannesburg in the 1960s. Lieberman apparently. They’re objectively the best coffee mugs. Thick sides retain heat, and modest volume means that it’s still hot when you get to the bottom. I have two and I love them. My folks actually bought some more - very similar - in the ’90s or early 2000s because they were still making them. I’ve been thinking about capitalism’s gears starting to really grind. Consumerism is really bonkers. Many things that are sold everyday last for generations and don’t need replacement. At some point this century, the global population is going to begin falling. And if the game isn’t up by then, it will be after.
Amazingly sharp and contrasty folding binoculars from the 1980s. Posting so that @furiousgreencloud can prove her claims.
Skitten has made the rocking chair by the bedroom window its own perfect bed. It even uses my old Tanzanian blanket as a pillow.
I took a lot of these abstracty-y pics on my roadtrip. I just had so much damn fun travelling with my little Fujifilm camera - even though I only had one fixed-focal-length lens on it. It’s tiny enough to take anywhere. Feels so good in the hand. Trivial to shoot all manual with the electronic viewfinder. And I shoot it entirely in jpeg so I have to do virtually nothing to the pics after I click the shutter. Just proper travel photography fun.
Remember kids, when you buy your hiking boots, choose with the idea that you might still be wearing them as many years in the future as you’ve been alive to that point. Reducing and reusing are better than recycling.