Something in my office smells like petrichor what the what
food, foraging, naming things Show more
Sometimes I name my mixed fruit jams after the day or place that I gathered the ingredients. Today's could be "how dare all this fruit ripen while I'm busy with garden projects, rude" or "ughghgh why is the sun" or "will this be the end of my gray work pants?"
But it has to fit on a canning jar lid. I might just go with "why is summer".
me: critically examining my feelings is extremely my shit
also me: frequently alexithymic
garden log Show more
Today I improved my neighbor's dog's birthday party BBQ by spreading fresh horse manure upwind of it. It gave them something nice to joke about. I'm the best neighbor.
Also I saw the back corner of the yard for the first time after living here for a year and a half. And cleared enough brush that I will be able to pick up apples from the ground when they start falling. And found a toy longbow??
I'm pooped and yes that is 💯 a 💩 joke.
I always think manure's gonna smell terrible, but that's because my formative memory of "manure smell" is from industrial pig farms.
food, caffeine Show more
I got up early this morning (for me) so I'm having coffee with caffeine.
Goddamn I forgot how much better this stuff is. It's just the Safeway brand breakfast blend but it's so much better.
I wish I could have caffeine on a regular basis again. When I combine more than the ~20mg in a decaf latte with Ritalin I get, like- not quite so acute as a panic attack, more like a 4 hour long existential dread attack? It's bad. And I like the Ritalin, so.
library logistics Show more
I forgot to suspend my hold for The Stone Sky (#3 in the trilogy) and it got auto-checked-out to me while I am still #9 on the list for The Obelisk Gate (#2).
(I'm #9 of 28 copies so I should be at the top of the list for it before this accidental loan expires. Then I can download them both, put my Kindle in airplane mode, and take as long as I need to read them. But HURRY THE FUCK UP NINE OTHER READERS.)
cultural politics, plastic straw discourse Show more
Here's Bloomberg's article about how one company decided to stop serving its employees meat, for environmental reasons.
For context, it supplies some examples of other companies that have made environmentally motivated changes recently. Sure, whatever. Examples include Southwest Airlines deciding not to serve peanuts as an allergy safety measure.
power relationships at work (~) Show more
The reason it feels hard to teach this person how to ~*~ put a file in a drop folder instead of emailing it ~*~ is that I don't have the authority to just fucking tell her what to do. So I'm framing it all as her doing us a favor, here's why altering your habits is efficient and best for the organization, blah blah blah.
If I could just give her orders in nice crisp order-giving language it would take two sentences. Drop it here, name it this, thank you goodbye.
poetry, snark Show more
I heard Wendell Berry's "Peace of Wild Things" on a podcast. And I got halfway though looking up the publication dates of both that and Mary Oliver's "Wild Geese" so I could make a snarky comparison, but then I was like, wait. No, self. There can be more than one American nature poet, don't make them fight each other for it.
Wendell Berry has his wife do all his typing for him though.
Permaculture, yard work Show more
As I was digging I thought, hey, this hugelkultur bed is going to be a gift to my 50 year old self. Then I looked at the diameter of logs I was putting in and revised that estimate downward a bit, but still, it should be a gift for most of my 40s.
I guess making gardening plans for my 40s counts as officially being in my late 30s now?
Permaculture, yard work Show more
I'm not sure what to call the part of my yard the blackberries and english ivy are fighting over. But I dug a pit in it this weekend, and filled the pit partway with logs and sticks from one of its many brush piles. Then I forgot to take a work-in-progress pic.
Treasures found (2): a saucer from a dollhouse tea set, buried ~2ft underground; wind chimes, hiding in the carpet of english ivy on the apple tree.
Gotta figure out how to get manure delivered for less than $200.
and there she goes