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Salt Lake, cereal, devastation, hyrax

It’s that time of year where things slow down. The running season has ended. Work is down shifting for the holidays. Outside everything is gradually freezing over. I find myself at once grateful for the break and also terrified that if I slow down too much I’ll never start back up again.

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At the airport last week I found a holiday ornament. It had a note on the back asking to see the world and notify the owner of it’s progress. I eventually dropped it off at the Salt Lake airport on my way back home.

The chair was drawn from life at the SLC airport. The human was not. I was experimenting with mixing character drawings with backgrounds from life.

I’ve been reading a lot of comics lately and got the bug to at least try and string some panels together.

Squid.

I recently finished “The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Cartoonist” by Adrian Tomine. It’s the first book I’ve read of his but will be looking for others soon.

I’m about two-thirds of the way through “Jimmy Corrigan” by Chris Ware. The last time I read it was in the early 2000s and it completely blew my mind. Still an incredible book but not nearly as hopeless and depressing as I remembered. Or wasn’t until I got to the end of the Chicago Fair chapter and was left speechless and utterly devastated.

Just as I remembered.

I have a bookmark in “Shop Class As Soulcraft” by Matthew B. Crawford.

I modeled some plans for laundry room cabinets with Sketchup but I’m procrastinating a bit as I practice on smaller shop projects.

I’m learning to use a map and compass and dreaming of fast packing in the spring and summer of next year.

It was 18° this morning.

Tomorrow it will be warmer. Planning to meet Marek for a sunrise summit of Horsetooth. Should be #114 on the year.

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This is a hyrax.

This is a marmot.

The hyrax looks a lot like a marmot but is actually much more closely related to elephants and sea cows.

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Makes me wonder how they decide to categorize these things. Not exactly what I would’ve guessed.

I’d heard of this book before but didn’t realize the author was from Richmond, VA.

I’ve been watching videos from Andrew

- or so I thought - and then I got to the end of the Chicago Fair chapter and was left utterly devastated. What a book.

I’m learning to take vacations. Trying to anyways.

It’s been a cold week here in Fort Collins.

Hopefully it made into another traveler’s hands and not the cleaning crew.

The holidays are approaching and I can feel the engine sputter as we come in for a landing. It’s been a busy year in life and at work. I’m ready to take some time off.

Have a lovely week.