6pm
I am writing in The Garden. It is thirsting for rain, even though the heat wave is continuing. I`ve been counting the walnut shoots, almost ten. There was an old walnut tree in front of the house where the balcony is. It overshadowed the roof and gave some of its coolness to those long chats with Szilvi years ago, when we talked about the meaning of life and what are we for on the earth.
We smoked and drank sweet cherry wine. A lot of things happened since then. I gave up smoking and drinking, Szilvi gave birth to two baby boys and the walnut tree had to be cut out. In the old days whenever a house was built, a walnut tree was planted next to it. The older generation always said it was not for them, but for the next generation. I can honestly say there is nothing more comforting than sitting in the shade of an old walnut tree.
I read a lot today about environmental policies and sustainability from OECD reports, PhD proposals and other papers. But there was one titled the Model for the Estimation of the Interest-Sensibility of Enterprises. I must have Googled enterprise in Hungary in a rush and I honestly say I have no idea what I was thinking when I printed it out. I cannot understand a word of it. It was full of economical equations. It gave me a headache to look at it. By the way, finally the hot air is not still anymore and to cure the headache cycled over to mum and dads. I honestly say, I have never been happier to acknowledge a faint breeze on the way. I can even feel the tenderness of it now.
The food was just admirable Frankfurter soup with cabbage, `rakott krumpli` with homemade salami and cucumber salad with sour cream! Yummmmmm
I was planning to study even more, but when I got back a started to display a very unproductive student behaviour and spent 2 hours reading about 24. I got totally hooked on it since I got home. Episode 8. is on the Hungarian TV and I watch it every day even in the 35C heat. It is so hot upstairs, if it wouldn’t be for 24 I wouldn’t go there.
I need to make some arrangements about work and living circumstances for this academic year very soon. I am in talks with a couple of projects, but nothing certain yet. Sometimes life is a bit like gossamer, we don’t know where the wind takes and drops us. We are only little spiders leaving our legacy behind tangled into other peoples` thread of live on a bush. We move on from places and jobs and school and projects but leave behind something that indicates we were there before.
I have a gossamer with a Hungarian inventor. I do find his product ground breaking. We`ve been talking about it for a couple of years now but I was too busy with work and study. I did tell Robin about it, but I was already ill and can`t remember a word he said. It is strange when weeks and months are wiped out from your memory and the scariest bit the loss of ability to read and write and the thought that it might never come back.
As I am starting this thread of Glocal Trinnovation and trying to tangle it with other people`s passion about local production, skills and market and the preservation of traditional craft, I wonder where we end up.
I`ve just seen a red dragonfly descending on the tulip tree. I love this garden…I took a picture!
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