Making sense of things (the reconciliation of things)
I was speaking to a Portuguese cousin. She asked what I was researching, I explained I had been looking at Gannets, trying to determine the role taste in classification in regard to Gannets and Barnacle geese.
She did not know what a Gannet or a Barnacle goose was.
The easiest way to explained seemed to be to mention the selfish, which was thought to be an embryonic bird; the ‘goose’ barnacle as it is eaten as a delicacy next door to her in Spain.
“That makes sense, it has a really fleshy taste”
Internal sense now consistent with what is being said. Starts to make sense.
She altered the sense of something for me, the Japanese print I recently acquired belonged to her father.
His relationship with Japan was complicated and unsurprisingly more complicated than I could imagine.