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azurelunaticazurelunaticwaterswordAfter a day in which I received yet another depressing work email, I tried to give my brain some happy chemicals by watching Local Hero (1983) and live-texting roaratorio about it. This is a delightfully weird little movie, in which Peter Capaldi is a BABY and has several extra limbs when he runs, everyone's hair is VERY fluffye and they all wear beautiful tweed, the Scottish landscape is beautiful, and the conclusion is an anticapitalist fairy tale. I enjoyed myself thoroughly. (My brain is still pretty unhappy, but there's only so much a two-hour movie can do against the hellscape we currently live in.)
I have successfully killed my first spotted lanternfly and am rewarding myself with the last of the blueberries I picked last weekend. Blueberrying with a three-year-old is an excellent experience, do recommend. Both of us had a great time. (Did his mom have a great time? She says so and I'm choosing to believe her.)
Today I was woman enough to take myself to the garden after work and I was thusly rewarded with the cosmos, finally blooming. I do think I should give up the other garden plot; it's expensive and I just don't go there enough to keep the plants happy. (But the raspberry patch! my heart wails. Self, you missed the raspberry season entirely.)
vampwillowofearthandstarsWhile there, we came across a stump utterly colonized by various species of shelf mushrooms, which made me happy. (Also I think it might have some reishi, but I am not 100% sure and I didn't pause to examine longer because we had the dog with us.)
It's nice to know we have another relatively close option for trails. On the northern end the wooded trails are far enough from other development that you can feel away from people, though towards the entrance the park does abut neighborhoods and so we encountered a homeowner enthusiastically mowing (unseen) through the trees. One of the nicer surprises, however, was following a natural trail into a wildflower meadow absolutely swarming with happy dragonflies.
After we got home, I was overcome with exhaustion, and so while I intended to read I ended up napping for a bit. I have started a few different books, including Catton's Birnam Wood, Gay's The Book of Delights, and Annie Martin's The Magical World of Moss Gardening (the latter I have had two different versions for a long time for reference, but am trying to finally sit down and read through more thoroughly).
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I am not a big collector of things, I prefer simpler spaces and find too much clutter overstimulating. That said, whenever we go on a trip, we often pick up a piece of artwork or pottery as a souvenir. I do appreciate this because I can look at a particular piece and recall the memories of the trip that we found it on, and they are associated with good things.
A vegan rocky road ice cream, made without any coconut milk/oils/derivatives (so probably cashew-based). I'd call it "Unicorn Flavor" because such a thing is impossible to find - nearly all vegan ice cream has some form of coconut to make it creamy, which is why I haven't had any in about two years. (We did find one brand that was coconut-free but it was also "diet" and more like eating shaved ice, so a crime against nature, basically.)
Coffee.
I flop from side-to-side all night like a slowly roasting eggplant. On my left side, my hip determines the length of the position. On my right side, my shoulder/neck determines the duration until the next flop. Aging is SO delightful!
Coffee while quickly perusing whether the world is still in flames. I have had better morning routines with fancy things like morning pages or meditation and/or yoga, but none of those have remained a long-term habit. I think in part, because my youngest is usually home fresh off night shift, and now L. is also home for the summer, and the energy in the space is not conducive to those sorts of centering/self-reflective habits unless I get up REALLY early (before either of them are up/home), and I am not a morning person by nature.
waterswordI want to watch something on Kanopy whilst embroidering. Criteria: not stressful or depressing; don't need to be glued to the screen; silly is acceptable, stupid is not. Things I know I've seen before are marked with an asterisk. Yes, I know some of the films listed do not fit those criteria. ( cut for poll length )
azurelunaticrydra_wongtroyswann would like people to talk to about Prophet, please:branchandroot