I'm due for a haircut so I'm heading into Woden early afternoon-ish. Husband was going to tag along so we could have lunch. But he's not feeling well so he's staying home instead. So it looks like I'll be bringing back a vanilla slice from Dobinsons to share. Swings and roundabouts. 😁

#Canberra #Woden #SuburbanLife

Good morning. ☕☕☕

23 October 2025

The Self-Doubt of October

This morning, I spelled out the word October, and for some reason—despite having spelled it at least 23 times in the last 23 days—I thought, “That doesn’t look right.” I second-guessed myself and searched for confirmation. Once again, the mind proves to be a very strange place to live.

I’ve never had trouble with October before, but February has been a lifelong adversary. That first “r” always trips me up. Though, to be fair, I spelled it correctly just now, so perhaps “forever” is too strong a word. Often or usually might be more accurate.

Another word that historically gives me trouble is Wednesday. And yes, I needed spellcheck to get it right this time. I mean—what’s up with that first “d”? Where did it come from?

Curious, I looked it up. Wednesday comes from the Anglo-Saxon Wōdnesdæg, named after the god Wōden—Woden’s Day. So apparently, back in the long-ago olden days, the “d” was actually pronounced. I’d never heard of Woden before, but his name is akin to Odin, the Norse god.

I wondered: Is Woden the same as Odin? As you might expect, I looked it up. And yes—Woden and Odin are essentially the same mythic figure, expressed through different cultural lenses.

Hmm... I meant to write about something else entirely. Something about the drama of humans, which feels so small when you consider we’re just tiny creatures floating on a speck of dust in the vastness of the cosmos. But then came the self-doubt of October.

“Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.” — Suzy Kassem

“The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective.” — Al Neuharth

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be crazy by those who could not hear the music.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

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America's Proud Pour Hundred and Europe's Haughty Nobility and the Ancestors They Are Always Boasting Of (1893) by Frederick Burr Opper, from Puck, v. 34, no. 865.

Source: Library of Congress

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Wōdnesdæg

#edc #everydaycarry #edccommunity #edcgear #gearhoarder #gearlust #pockettrash #pocketart #fidget #photo #photography #edcphotography #odin #woden #wodensday #deathcookie

When there are no public meeting rooms* in the Woden Town Centre, except the library, and accessing the library after hours was not successful, the Woden Valley Community Council's public workshop was conducted today inside the Plaza, with a dozen ppl huddled around 2 coffee tables.

Subject of Workshop: (the WVCC's submission to the ACT govt's enquiry into) the "Role and Future of the #Woden Town Centre". Irony, what??!

* No Community Centre, Arts Centre, sports facilities... I could go on. 😡