I ought to revisit old half dead projects, and it was so this weekend. Today, a storm hits the coast of my dear country. The weather could be worse, but it’s not a day to be outside. It is not pouring dogs and cats, but the wind is strong and merciless.

My darlings sleep and rest, while I leave the comfort of home for the cafe. It’s half empty and the sun shades float, until one has just flown. There’s some rustle and cries of the desperate workers trying to close them. They worry as it might break inside the glass windows.

In this place, I’m left alone, as other patrons wisely seek the warmth of their hearth. There’s no such place at home, except the embrace of my sleeping beauties, and the electrical heater. This heater that sometimes decides it has the day off.

Back on the subject of dead old things, such as the dangerous dead branches by the river. Some time was given to my projects from old ago, just gave a new breadth to the build system of ric. I intend to complete its design in the next few weeks. A look is given to snq, as it was always simpler and slower than it was intended to.

It looks like snq bellows for a return to chess, and a meditation on mathematics. It was simple N-queen solver written way back when as an example for a student of mine. It’s always interesting to revisit old trails, full overgrown flora, and think what if I had kept passing through them.