Some of our near neighbor cities are experiencing a cold snap, but we're just experiencing run of the mill -15° C to -20° C temperatures. With them, however, came a small set of absolutely stunning frost drawings on several windowpanes of my back french door - or in our case, general back door, after the renevation officially gave the back porch to our downstairs neighbor (we can still go there to leave, but don't have the key to enter... it's a slightly convoluted system but it works.)
I used an app called Adobe Capture which my good artist friend Corrina introduced me to several months ago, and was able to capture the three most beautiful specimens. I have always thought that lepidopterists (butterfly collectors) were a strange bunch in some ways, but also very logical in others - being able to capture that kind of beauty. I wonder what a pin board of frost would look like? I wonder if I could 3D print a pattern like this and keep the frost forever? I am often reminded in times like this of my friend Leah's astute assessment of my character in just a few words, "You're a beauty collector." I am honestly happiest when collecting, disseminating, discussing, and considering beautiful, orderly things. In words I can be creative, when the mood strikes me, but my ability to create art that is fully mine is lacking - which is why the discovery of this app - allowing me to capture and create from the world around me - has been such a fantastic opportunity. The app also allows me to pick out colours from any photograph. I'm finding myself very attracted to a rose shade of pink and a green that Google tells me is named Reseda green after a particular leafy plant at present. There are more names for all the colours than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio. As I was wikisurfing colour names, I thought that would be a good piece of advice for any colourblind individuals trying out those newfangled colour-seeing glasses.
Speaking of glasses, I'm on a project of moving to using contacts a lot more often. I've finally managed to take less than an hour to get the crazy things into my eyes... But I've whittled it down to less than 10 minutes now, which is a great victory. I kept them in for most of the day today.
Today was errandy. Various appointments and banks that didn't have anyone for walk-ins (I am always annoyed by this, as though the fact that the purpose of a bank is for tellers to interact with people, but when I'm literally there to offer you new business, nope, gotta book in advance. Sheesh. As a business person I find this insane, but anyway.) I also ended up at Ikea, only to find out that I'll still have to order the thing I wanted online - though I did get a chance to try their veggie hot dog, and it was way better than expected. Paul and I have agreed to go vegan for weekdays for Lent this year again, which I am on one hand looking forward to (delicious things) and on the other hand, a little apprehensive about, because it's HARD for me, as the main meal planner and cook, to make it work. Nevertheless, we both agree it's very good for us, so March and half of April could be looking very leafy.
The other major thing that happened today was the reintroduction of boots to the dog. Paul's had the car for two days, and despite my best efforts, because of the cold, Murphy has been bored out of his little doggie mind. Tonight I tried a new tactic with his booties - using cloth medical tape to keep them on. It worked better than most previous options. I still need to find a waterproof, sturdy tape that comes off fabric afterwards with little fuss - this has proven to be extremely difficult. Paul and I had a hilarious time attempting to get Murph to walk about in his boots without lifting and shaking his foot around, as dogs do. Some of this hilarity was caught on video, but by the end of the night Murphy was running full speed - and it was a much longer outing that usual. I have snow pants, a warm coat, great boots and thick socks - and I've added a soft scarf for days like this when the air hurts my face. (Why do I live where the air hurts my face? It is my heritage and my destiny!)
Tonight Paul retired early, and I finally watched Race, the movie about Jesse Owens. As my athlete dog might suggest, I am fascinated with the capacity for speed, and the film was an excellent one - hoping for another one tomorrow.