Sitting in the yard earlier I suddenly became aware of a fully mature buck sauntering past me, less than 6 feet away. "Whoah," I said, and he looked at me as though he was thinking the same thing. Neither of us panicked and he went on his way. I was surprised at how fuzzy his antlers were. I see does and fawns everyday but the bucks are very rare.

The money in your bank account is counterfeit. Prove me wrong.

Today I did the recycling. I took the pickup on a diesel ferry to the main island and drove 40km to recycle some glass jars and a busted compressor. Back in town I had to hit two thrift stores 20km apart to unload some old clothes and books. It took me 30 mins of driving in circles to find the place where I could recycle a vacuum and some old routers. Now back to the island after wasting half a day and a tonne of fuel. This is apparently the best place on earth.