'between our waking life and a dream...'

'the first sprinkling of snow, which for a short time whitens the ground in spots. I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. are we not always living the life that we imagine we are...?' - thoreau, journals, 12th november 1859. 

a grump

oh dear horsemouth is in a grump.

the issue is the transport planning for an event in mid december.

surely that is far enough away that a relaxed view can be taken of it? even by one as grumpy as horsemouth?

one would hope so. 

ok good the grump is over. horsemouth has been for a walk on the common (and despite falling over in the mud)  this has sorted his head out. 

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horsemouth supposes he can move on to reviews of the year. 

what happened in 2020(5)? 

the year has gone well (he supposes) and it is not quite over yet. he has moved out of the wen (as he was discussing at the start of the year). he has made progress with the bell-ringing. he has walked. he has written. 

his homestead (the gaff) and his hobby (the communal endeavour) he has parted company with. 

he has grown some more vegetables (marrows, potatoes, such like - moderate success) and undertaken some repairs. 

he has bought (or otherwise acquired)  far fewer books, records and CDs  than he would have done in a normal year. this is a function of his being out in the wilds and his having to move his existing books, records, etc. (so being less keen on acquiring more). 

horsemouth is still one of those economically inactive retirees destroying the economy. he is living on his savings and his small works pension. he is spending hardly any money at all. 2025 was his fourth full year of retirement. (following on from his redundancy nearly four and a half years ago). 

he continues to be a lazy, morally compromised, lacto-vegetarian. 

he kept on writing this blog (with odd days off here and there)  but he scribbled less  in his physical diaries. his expansion onto substack and goodreads stalled.  

he has endeavoured to get himself photographed whenever possible and to share these with you and even taken some photographs himself. 

this morning - rainy

looking at the weather forecast - it's rain all day (but dry thursday). holy shit rain all day friday at 100%. thereafter the first real frosts.