I have two bathrooms in my house (master and guest: both the same size so you’d never know the difference). Mostly alike with a few differences and the one I noticed today is the fact that I have different smelling hand soap in each. Master = Sea Foam and Guest = Coconut Water. I mention this, because today, as I was about to wash my hands, I decided that I wanted them to smell like Coconut Water, so… yeah… I travelled to the other bathroom to wash my hands. I am afraid to ask which mental disorder I may be currently experiencing.
Fermina… ah, Fermina. The lovely character from Love in the Time of Cholera and also the name of the Pinot Grigio that has been fermenting (Fermenting Fermina) in the closet. She was scheduled to be transferred to the secondary carboy today, but, alas… she is not quite ready. Her specific gravity isn’t quite there as you can tell from the photo. For those who think the wine making is magic… well it IS!!! but they make it pretty easy to know each step. When she gets between the two marks that say “FINISH”, she’ll be ready for the clearing process. I’m guessing Saturday as the percolating has slowed considerably, but you can still see the bubbles on the side of the container. Trivia: what do you use to remove the wine from the carboy for testing? Anyone? A wine thief. Which reminds me, I watched a movie yesterday, Adaptation, based on the book, The Orchid Thief, starring Nicholas Cage, Meryl Streep, Chris Cooper (he did a fabulous job) and Tilda Swinton. I’ll give the movie ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️✩. Never read the book.
As for the priesty things, it has been good to be able to begin the visitations, hospital visits, etc. I mean seriously, how often do you get to compare Robert Heinlein and Stephen King? Almost beginning to feel normal again in that respect… not that I really need normal. In addition, the Sunday sermon did some serious percolating and was even able to get a good bit down on paper today. Not too shabby for a Wednesday. Also enjoyed preaching today, although I mostly shared a few of the legends of St. Columba, but… are the really legends? Hmmm…. I like to believe there is truth (if only a little) in them all. I mean, we all know the Loch Ness Monster is real and Columba saw it!
Today it is way too hot to do much outside, so I recommend staying indoors and playing with your toys. It seems like an exceptionally good idea to me. That said, The Queen is ready for a rousing game of fetch, so we’re off.
Thought for the day based on a line in Adaptation (“I suppose I do have one unembarrassed passion. I want to know how it feels to care about something passionately.”): Thought… care about something / someone passionately.
Candle in a Cave 