Thursday, April 17, 2025

Staying small

Someone I follow on bluesky wrote that they are deliberately choosing to share small moments from their life right now. This doesn't mean that they aren't aware (upset/nauseated/etc.) by current events. But by communicating some of their every day perspective they are consciously connecting with others that way. Endorsed.

There is a small plant that has sprung up between the gravel at the SE corner of our house. It's next to a large pot that contains prickly pear cactus. Since we moved in, the cactus always looks sad because we don't water it. But it endures because - cactus. I noticed the little plant after the roofers power washed the roof in preparation for our new white latex roof covering. (I think the change to bright white roof is already making the house cooler, thank gods.) I think it may be a hollyhock, one of my favorite non native plants. No idea whether it can survive on that sunniest of corners but I have begun watering it. I'll water it twice a week and the cactus pot once a week and see how it goes.  

We have other plants that appear in the gravel. I pull all the ones with thorns and the fox tail grass. But there is a very fine ornamental grass that has spread from their landscaped locations. I'm not sure if we're going to be able to manage that without poisoning it or re-smothering. The greater likelihood is that the yard will just fill with this ornamental grass because that is the path of least resistance. Doesn't seem like the worst thing. 

The mulberry tree in the front is dropping its catkins, little fingers of plant reproductive material (flowers?). If the winds don't do my work for me, I'll sweep the gravel in a week or so once it's done. 

 

 

Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Timbre of your limbs

Last week I found a bluesky thread about songs that make you feel warm and safe. What a great thing to think about and the replies are a lovely bouquet. One new-to-me Decemberists song really got to me. I cried hard after hearing this and that was needed. Now I want to sing it to my loved ones.

As I said to people I sent it to - no dismemberments or palanquins in this one. 

So much bad to go around. So much out of my control .Petit Chou works in computer security for county government in another state and says he's expecting bad things coming from the feds to affect his job very soon. I don't know what he sees coming down the pike. Really glad that his band is doing a lot of practice and getting ready for public performances. I can't think of a better alternative to the present awfulness than making music with other people.  

I feel better after hearing from some friends yesterday. (Including the little cabbage. I thought about messaging him earlier but didn't want to pester. Will try less worrying about that.) I've been glum and think part of it is getting away from my jogging routine. Or at least I hope it's as easily fixed as that. I've been taking old-lady-weights classes and it has cockblocked my will to do much else exercise-wise. I will try to jog today and see if I can keep more plates spinning and spirits lifted. Pleased that I'm going to see the Danish and maybe AT tomorrow.

Another depressant was a polite no thank you after a chatty coffee date last weekend. I'm not sure I can do much of this. Still trying to figure out what I want from the process, if anything. Nod is so convinced that this is the way. We are a comedy that's for sure.  


Friday, April 4, 2025

Short and Tall

 <hands over ears>LALALALALALALA

I find I can't take national news seriously right now. I suppose I'll be sad and angry about it later but for now my personal threshold for absurdity has been reached.

I lit a candle yesterday with intention. Watch out. 


My tall Texas college friend shared this song with me. Now that's a sexy breakup song: