Virtual Brush Box

Awareness of the outside world. This cheered me up. Accuweather: The February shift that makes winter feel different, Lada, Jan 28/Feb 2, 2026. Scroll down for chart, Daylight Gained In February (Continental US).

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What do you do when the schoolmaster decides you are ready?

Background data #1. This was back before the cold descended.

Background data #2. The rolling h/j canter is different than the contained ASB canter. I am having to readjust. Currently more comfortable trotting jumps rather than cantering them.

Background data #3. Goldy is good at reading his rider.

Background data #4. Goldy is a retired big-time horse. He likes to jump and I’m told he has a jumper mode that switches on if you, say, throw in a tight jumper-style turn instead of a wide, sweeping hunter turn. The fact that he can be so patient with learners is not common and is amazing. But I digress.

There we were at the end of a short course. Crossrail, turn, crossrail, long turn to a 18″(?) vertical. Tiny in the grand scale of things, but an actual jump-sized obstacle.

We were trotting with energy. We were on a straight line to the jump. My position was balanced. My leg was on.

Goldy decided things were going well. He picked up a canter and jumped quietly and smoothly over the fence.

Picture me being carried along, emitting a series of squeaky expletives.

Onwards!
Katherine

Restrooms of the outside world. “The app that tells you the best time to run and pee during a movie without missing the best scenes.” RunPee. The person who told me about this swears by it.

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Nothing much to report from around here.

Because.

Nothing much as been happening around here.

Which is exactly what was requested last week.

“Hunker down, stay well, & get through this nonsense.” [Cat]

Good job guys.

Keep it up.

Onwards!
Katherine

Awareness of the outside world. LGM: The ILWU’s Continued Legacy of Justice and Solidarity, Loomis, January 27, 2026. If you dont want to read, at least click over & scroll down for the photo.

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The text message I sent before the cold.

Wishing warm vibes to all two-footed and four-footed. People in colder places may scoff but it’s all about what the bodies are used to and what the buildings are built for.

I stand by this. It’s all about what you are prepared for.

As an example, we have not had water to the barn for the last week. With two barn residents, it is easier to carry water from the house than to attach, unattach, and drain the hose each day. Obviously, with more horses or colder weather patterns, we would come up with a solution that worked at 25o. I’ve lived in plenty of places that did.

On the plus side, carrying means we can keep them well supplied with hot water.

Onwards!
Katherine

Note. You are not seeing double. I mistakenly scheduled this post for Friday. Taken down & rescheduled for Sunday, the proper place for art posts. [About, Blog Schedule]

As I was saying …

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Association of the outside world. “Not only of paper historians but also of keepers of archives and libraries, conservators, art historians, specialists in books, printing and technology, associations of the paper industry, the publishing trade etc., including handicraft and artistic activities in connection with paper.” International Association of Paper Historians: Home. I have been know to opine, There is an association for everything.

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Challenging self to get out & about.

The Craft Room is a second-hand craft supply store. They offer make & take project stations. When I was there, the choices were a notebook or a valentine’s card.

I made a notebook. To the surprise of absolutely no one.

It started with a stack of lovely, textured paper in various colors. I leaned into the theme and mixed them with papers of complimentary colors in various weights. The result is a harmonious hodgepodge of color, texture, and size. What will I do with it? I have no idea. But sure was fun playing with the paper.

Later thoughts. Maybe mixed media. I could see a collection of colorful objects and inks and ideas finding a home within the pages.

“Our concept starts with a secondhand arts and craft supply shop, combined with a maker space and a cozy cafe. We collect and redistribute unwanted creative materials with the goal of making art supplies more affordable, reducing waste, and boosting creativity in our community.” The Craft Room.

Onwards!
Katherine

You – the metaphorical you – posted online that if I am not loudly and performatively denouncing what is going on right! now!, then I agree with the bad guys and I am terrible and you will block me and you will cease to do business with me.

Okay, fine. You do you.

However.

You have no idea why I – the metaphorical I – am doing what I am doing. Or not doing.

Maybe I do agree with the other side.

Maybe I am strong social justice warrior who is finding a few minutes to unwind.

Maybe I am a craven coward hiding my head in the sand.

Maybe I bask in privilege and assume they will never come for me, regardless of that poem.

Maybe I have a job that prevents me from speaking publicly on any issue.

Maybe I am from a segment of society that does not see mistreatment by the US Government as a shocking new twist. Welcome to my world.

Maybe I can’t afford to.

Maybe I am lazy with a well-developed sense of self-justification.

Maybe I belong to a vulnerable demographic.

Maybe I am dealing with a disease that is taking all my extra registers right! now!

Maybe my brain is consumed by looking after a sick child, or sick parent, or sick spouse. Care-giving is hard.

Maybe I believe in big checks and private opinions.

Maybe I have a family member who has been taken and hearing you bleet about it reawakens my pain.

Maybe I have a family member who has been taken and hearing your support heartens me.

Maybe I don’t care.

Maybe I have been fighting the good fight for years and am having trouble coming off the ropes one more time.

Maybe I don’t believe in adding to the noise.

Maybe I live where speaking out puts me in danger.

Maybe I don’t exist for your satisfaction.

Maybe I did and you missed it.

Maybe I do and the algorithm isn’t showing those to you.

Maybe I have a separate political platform that you read avidly and quote from regularly.

Maybe I am shocked, and stunned, and struggling with what to say.

Maybe I am in the thick of it and just spent my day delivering groceries and protecting preschools.

Maybe I have reasons that are my own.

You have no idea.

Dogs of the outside world. Cheering for a friend who will be competing this weekend. The Canine Chronicle: Fan-Favorite Flyball Tournament Returns For Milestone 150th Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. Wishing you speedy paws!

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Family Reports In

Last weekend’s winter storm as seen by family members distributed across Pennsylvania(2), New York State, Boston, Bham, & Atlanta.

Technical Details

I’m usually all about attribution. I thought this worked better as a gestalt than as a catalogue of names and dates and places. I did ask if that was okay.

Or I was distracted by the storm and couldn’t face all the labeling. [Cat Statue]

Vertical photos appear in random order. Places listed in reverse alpha. [Order]

Final Flakes

The storm lasted longer for some than for others.

Onwards!
Katherine

Awareness of the outside world. See Jane Write: How Do You Write When the World Is on Fire? A program announcement with strong advice whether or not you are interested in the program.

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Altadena Valley Park
Vestavia Hills
Birmingham, AL USA
December 2024

Seen during 5K stroll. [Last Walk of 2024]

Project explanation [Cat Statue]

Onwards!
Katherine