Three-legged man meeting a cow.

I also made a velvet worm (having recently watched the jungle episode of Our Planet) and something that might have been an ammonia molecule.

Adrian loves chestnuts. He often walks around with all his jacket pockets full of chestnuts. Literally dozens of them so the jacket is heavy to lift.

It’s peak chestnut season right now, and on top of that today was very windy, so there were extra many chestnuts to be picked. Adrian emptied his pockets into a bowl and we made chestnut animals.

P.S.
I managed to stab myself in the hand with an awl when I was trying to make a hole in a chestnut. The darn thing split in two and the awl just went right through. It made just a small hole that barely bled. But the day after I could barely move my finger. I must have caused bleeding or swelling in some tendon sheath or something. From time to thime I had to use my other hand to move the finger into a suitable position. Once it was in position, though, it worked as well as ever – I had no trouble holding on to heavy objects in the gym. I kept exercising it, assuming that the usual advice applies – gentle exercise is a better cure than rest – and it worked normally again in another day or so.