No brain freeze resulted
This afternoon, I did the unexpected; I watched a few minutes of Winter Olympics coverage. While waiting for the evening news, as an excuse. My brain didn’t freeze, although the streaming was seriously flawed. And by the time I determined the sport and the teams involved, Canada earned a gold medeal for Women’s Hockey. That’s good, right? The risk of my returning to the channel, to follows ski cross or downhill whatever are very low. The only number that counts is the medal totals, if the news coverage is to be trusted.
No, the Games will not change my life. If they really needed me to cheer and wave my arms in the air, they’d charter a Lear and provide me and my friends with comped tickets. They didn’t. At a time when most local sports venues are shuttered, it’s clear what really matters. Tax revenues, anyone?
I actually watched some travel videos exposing the beauty of the Outer Hebrides. Son #3 is curious about where (some of) his ancestors once lived. I could only assure him that the scenery hasn’t changed in two centuries. Unlike other parts of the planet. Sea, sky and sand: if it sounds like a travel ad for where we live, now, it’s not an accident. I belive that my forebears got on boats ahd saailed for distant shores. It was important that the new shores remembled the old shores. Wind and rain are the elements that tie things together.
I wasn’t along for the adventure, but last night was a “ski under a full moon” evening. I had warned those involved that this was the nest way to determine if we had any wolves locally. None were seen. Perhaps the bright headlanps (providing supprt to moonlight) were a factor). I’m going to wait for analysis by dalight. Wolves would leave tracks, I assume.
