Travel 2019
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corviThis is zhelana's December year end summary meme; the next day should be December 09 → talk about art this year, but I am hoping to finish one more piece, so I am jumping ahead to December 23 → travel you did this year
I only went to the mainland once this year (for a con in Vancouver), and the US zero times, which was nice in its way, but perhaps there could be a little more travel next year.
I did, however, take the ferry from Salt Spring Island to work on the Big Island nearly every weekday, which is a lot of time spent in the companionable presence of sea and sky.
The early morning ferry crossing is a long drawn out moment of quiet, over the sunrise sea, winding between the beacons where the sleepy cormorants stretch their wings. Sometimes there are seals or orcas, sometimes the ferry dock is purple with happy starfish. Sometimes crows ride the ferry from Salt Spring to the Big Island. (I don't think I've ever seen one go the other way). People do yoga.juli and I practice jo katas.
I keep a visual journal, where I record the colour of the sea approximately each day. January 2019 is at the top to December 2019 at the bottom.
Looks like the sea tended to purple-grey in late winter and early spring, blue in spring and summer, green in autumn, and grey-green in early winter. Very approximately.
I also write down a couple words (usually vaguely pretentious) about the sea's mood each day. Here's a "word cloud" made from those words by wordclouds.com. The more often I used a word in a daily sea-description, the large a font it appears in. "Crumpled beneath hazy sky like restless stone" stands out and is almost a sentence; I apparently used those words in various combinations a lot this year (last year was "Restless glass").
Here's the colour of the sky each day, which seems to have stronger short term tendencies and weaker seasonal ones, which is something of a surprise:
And here's what colour the crows were:
Crows commuting to the Big Island with me. One leaned into the wind and taunted seagulls for most of the trip; the other contemplated the philosophical implications of a garbage truck that was on the ferry:
EDIT: Posted the rest of my visual journal in the comments.
EDIT 2: Forget the above, I made a separate post for the whole visual journal.
zhelana's December year end summary meme; the next day should be December 09 → talk about art this year, but I am hoping to finish one more piece, so I am jumping ahead to December 23 → travel you did this yearI only went to the mainland once this year (for a con in Vancouver), and the US zero times, which was nice in its way, but perhaps there could be a little more travel next year.
I did, however, take the ferry from Salt Spring Island to work on the Big Island nearly every weekday, which is a lot of time spent in the companionable presence of sea and sky.
The early morning ferry crossing is a long drawn out moment of quiet, over the sunrise sea, winding between the beacons where the sleepy cormorants stretch their wings. Sometimes there are seals or orcas, sometimes the ferry dock is purple with happy starfish. Sometimes crows ride the ferry from Salt Spring to the Big Island. (I don't think I've ever seen one go the other way). People do yoga.
juli and I practice jo katas.I keep a visual journal, where I record the colour of the sea approximately each day. January 2019 is at the top to December 2019 at the bottom.
Looks like the sea tended to purple-grey in late winter and early spring, blue in spring and summer, green in autumn, and grey-green in early winter. Very approximately.
I also write down a couple words (usually vaguely pretentious) about the sea's mood each day. Here's a "word cloud" made from those words by wordclouds.com. The more often I used a word in a daily sea-description, the large a font it appears in. "Crumpled beneath hazy sky like restless stone" stands out and is almost a sentence; I apparently used those words in various combinations a lot this year (last year was "Restless glass").
Here's the colour of the sky each day, which seems to have stronger short term tendencies and weaker seasonal ones, which is something of a surprise:
And here's what colour the crows were:
Crows commuting to the Big Island with me. One leaned into the wind and taunted seagulls for most of the trip; the other contemplated the philosophical implications of a garbage truck that was on the ferry:
EDIT: Posted the rest of my visual journal in the comments.
EDIT 2: Forget the above, I made a separate post for the whole visual journal.
Visual Journal: the Forest
Date: 2019-12-31 08:24 pm (UTC)But there are actually several seasonal events that are quite visible and make me happy. The new green growth appears in early spring. The arbutus drop their previous year's leaves in July (after their new leaves have come in) and that's an orangey-yellow band, followed a bit later by an orange reddish band when their bark peels. The Bigleaf Maples, which are few but voluminous, drop their leaves in October, which is a paler yellow band. Hm! I am glad I rendered this to post it to you - it looks a lot better than I expected! I think I will do this one again too.
Wordcloud seems to consist primarily of nouns: mushrooms, moss, arbutus, wind, rain. Very concrete descriptions.