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Something You Did Today, That Most People Would Think Is Weird

(I’m not sure if this is weird, but I’ve never seen anyone doing it.)

I like to use a drop of olive oil on my hands instead of moisturizer. The sensory experience is definitely preferable to hand lotions.
 
I built a flutter mill. For background, I was stuck waiting for about 3 hours by a small stream without my phone or other electronics, but I did have a pocket knife. Back when I was 11 or 12, I read The Yearling, by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings. Early in the book, Jody makes a flutter mill using a pocket knife, some sticks, and palmetto fronds.

At the time, I thought I would make one some time. It only took 56 years or so, but today, sitting by the stream with a pocket knife and time on my hands, I remembered that Jody had only needed a pocket knife, and I had one, so of course I had to do it. There were no palmettos nearby, but there were some ferns with reasonably large leaves. The fern leaves are more flexible than palmetto fronds, so instead of just using two of them at right angles as Jody had, I had to add two more so that the extra drag produced by the additional leaves would make up for the extra flexing.

It was very calming to watch the machine at work.
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Talked to the filly-foal next door, as I do fairly often. The mother and daughter are 'stabled' a few dozen feet from my house.
 
Working on washing the roof of our house using rock climbing ropes and harnesses.
 
Did my grocery shopping at 2:30 am. No traffic, the roads are empty. The supermarket is quiet at that time and there's no queue for the checkout. And it's a real checkout with a lady that serves you with a friendly smile and a bit of small talk.

"Smarter than the average bear."
 
I used to shop our local Walmart at that time. Then they started eliminating checkouts until they got to a single one and no self-checkouts, so they "corrected" the no wait situation and insured there was no time to get in and out quickly.
 
Whistled up my Mockingbird friends. Gave them dinner and a Brown Thrasher joined them. I talk to them like children. 🐦
 
Whistled up my Mockingbird friends. Gave them dinner and a Brown Thrasher joined them. I talk to them like children. 🐦
I feed the local magpies when they've got babies, they've been bringing their little ones here for 5 years now. They're carnivores closely related to crows and I give them a little bit of grated cheese. Not exactly a regulation diet but we all deserve a little treat from time to time.

I don't do that every day though and if they sit on my front doorstep calling for food they get nothing. Teaching them to be dependent on me would not be a good thing.
 
My day only just started, but pacing in circuits round the living room while waiting for my coffee to heat up.
I actual pace while waiting on the coffee machine myself most mornings.😅 I have done some jumping jacks in the kitchen while waiting before as well.
 
Walked around the supermarket, hood up, headphones blaring, I even got a hearing warning from my phone.
Normal for me, but not normal judging by the looks I got.
Also it's Friday, I NEVER shop on a Friday, it's too busy.
 

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