(vol 2, issue 26) When doves fly, water on the Moon, and cold showers
A week ago, I started watching some doves building a nest under a roof between doggy-paddle laps in the apartment pool. Mama bird was sitting snug on the eggs while Papa was flying about picking up sticks + straw to add to their home.
After he found good nest-building material, he'd fly back, then step on Mama in order to reach the other side. Of course, he could have flown directly to where he wanted to, but instead he chose to step on her.
I watched him do this again and again, growing more annoyed. Hasn't she read The Female Eunuch? Her complicity was part of the problem. Stand up, girl, stand up!
"How do you know it's the male bird stepping on the female?" My partner Eric argued.
The night before we had watched BBC's Fabulous Frogs and learned that the males of a few species were the ones that took care of the babies. For example, daddy Darwin's frogs keep the tadpoles in their mouths until they develop into baby froggys.
"I just assumed it was her sitting on the eggs," I retorted in a huff of self-righteous femininity. Never mind that ♀️ praying mantises eat their mates starting with the head, or that the mafia bosses of vicious hyena families are female.
Between laps I continued to observe them. Sometimes, I stared at Mama as I wanted her to know that I saw what was happening. Damn thing simply blinked back. Other times, Papa kicked off some of the nest which I found so counterproductive.
But the following day the nest was gone. An eggshell was on the ground, split open, cracked, dead. And I felt sad, my hopes in an M&M peanut-sized egg.
I read the entire The Seven Sisters book series by Lucinda Riley. Overall, I enjoyed the escapism, the easy reads before bed, and being transported around the world and back in time.
Next up, I'm tackling The Island of the Sea Women by Lisa See, recommended by my friend Maile after she saw my shared link on those kick ass deep sea diving Korean grandmas.
For Christmas, I attempted a raw vegan pumpkin pie because my tiny oven isn't big enough for real baking and because I miss pumpkin pie! It was pretty intense. The man loved it.
My favorites recently have been a cauliflower and white bean soup and pasta dish from RainbowPlantLife's Vegan Meals for Lazy Days. I haven't attempted the last one, as she offered 3 recipes in the video, but it should be pretty quick to discover whether or not I like miso butter on sweet potatoes. Yeah, I think I will...
"The solution to fear is curiosity and presence." -- Mary Karr
So the big news around here is Thailand's experiencing their first real wave of Covid-19. I'll spare you any whinging since there are plenty who have it worse.
But I've decided to make the best of it (what else is there to do?), and change up my morning routine. Roll out of bed, 10 min exercise, and then a cold shower. The benefits of a cold shower are phenomenal, too! We become more resistant to stress, helps fight illnesses, and improves circulation.
Lastly, I want to share that I was published in Parhelion Literary Magazine. I wrote an essay called Writing as an Act of Service. It's about my worst boyfriend + breakup, and when Eric was proofing it, he laughed because he was wondering where the heck I was going with this one...
Raffaello Ossola is a Swiss artist living in Italy. He explains his work by saying, “I’ve always liked ‘isolating myself’ in order to ponder life... [in] Deep silences and absolute emptiness, I have discovered fullness and completeness."
🎇 Hope you have a very Happy New Year. Thanks for being here. Take cold showers and take good care,
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