On Wednesday I had an optometry appointment, the first with the replacement for the brilliant optometrist I’ve been seeing for around 5 years, who has recently enrolled full time in a Doctor of Medicine course. To my relief, her replacement promises to be as good. He was thorough, thoughtful, knowledgeable and listened. My eyes are stable, I’ve now added a non-steroid cream to the nightly regime and will see him in six months time.
Rather than rush home and change for swimming. I stopped at the wetlands on the SE corner of the parklands, and went for a walk. I haven’t been for a long time and a lot had been done - plenty of fallen timber arranged for animal visits and habitat.
Most of the birds can be heard rather than seen, but the lorikeets were in view, as well as a wandering noisy miner. I managed 23 minutes before the rain came. I didn’t stop to photograph the magpies strutting in the rain.
Before Pilates on Thursday I had an appointment with my orofacial pain clinician to do the preparation for a new night mouth guard. We had agreed on the timeline 12 months ago. The technology has changed significantly. Instead of biting into goo, creating a plaster cast, on to which the plastic is moulded, the clinician used a laser pointer to scan the inside of my mouth in great detail, projecting an image on to a computer screen. It took a while until she was happy with the scan. She is now using that to print me a 3D mouth guard! I'm very impressed. I return in 2 weeks to fit the guard.
Although I went to bed at a reasonable time, I made the mistake of reading another chapter of R. L. Marsay's A Christmas Shadow. I had enjoyed the first 5 in the series, then set them aside. I've now returned. My Kindle dropped out of my hand just before 2am.
That left me a little tired on Friday, but, after running short of stitch markers for the Berwick cardigan, I ventured to the Needle Nook. Their online listing of packets of stitch markers proved wrong. I selected 50 of these pins from a paperbag on the counter, handed over $5 and had a conversation with Hugh about steeking before taking myself determinedly to the swimming pool to swim laps. The markers do have the advantage of being wire rather than plastic.
The City Council had given notice of a road closure this weekend to remove a crane - the one that has appeared in my sunset photos for at least 2 years, and which curious readers had asked about.
On Saturday I photographed the sunset towards the northwest at ten past five (above). Ten minutes later, directly west, (right) the crane was still moving.
By the time I left for dinner at 6pm there was an additional crane in place (left) - clearly the move was on.
Dismantling a crane is evidently a major work. All day Sunday the cranes were slowly moving,
Structures appeared above and below and only occasionally could tiny human figures be seen, dispelling the sense of a giant robot.
No wonder there were road closures!
At 3.15pm on Sunday. the cage that had evidently been inside the building supporting those tiny figures, was lifted out and manoeuvred to the street below. At that point I lost track, focused on finishing another book and progressing the Berwick cardigan.
It was dark when I next looked - and there was no blinking light to warn planes. The job, I guessed, was done. When I checked in the morning, for the first time in recent memory, there is no crane on the grey building. The smaller one on the Credit Union building next to it is now the only one currently in view.
I doubt it will be long before more appear.
We had a jolly crew of eight for dinner on Monday. I wasn’t happy with the crackling on the pork but everything else I deemed successful. I either need to buy from a different butcher or adapt to the way the current butcher is now cutting.
I slept exceptionally well last night and got a couple of rows of knitting done this morning before heading out to swim.
The Berwick cardigan has, as I hoped, stopped curling now that the pattern contains both knit and purl stitches. The edge will straighten when the band is added - and I will also block it. Progress is still slow. I'm far enough into the 40 line pattern to see where it is going but I need to constantly check, and frequently have to undo several stitches. With 405 stitches in each round, it takes a while. It is, however, progress!
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