Photos: Worm Bin

Feb. 26th, 2026 11:27 pm
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One of today's garden crafts was making a worm bin.  You can buy commercial ones, but they're expensive.  All this took was a few minutes to set it up. (See the House Yard and the Water Garden.)

Walk with me ... )

Photos: House Yard

Feb. 26th, 2026 11:06 pm
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Today I took some pictures around the yard and did a couple of garden crafts. These are from the house yard and savanna. (See the Worm Bin and the Water Garden.)

Walk with me ... )

Photos: House Yard

Feb. 26th, 2026 10:58 pm
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Today I took some pictures around the yard and did a couple of garden crafts. These are from the house yard and savanna. (See the Worm Bin and the Water Garden.)

Walk with me ... )

That went better than expected

Feb. 26th, 2026 11:30 pm
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My building at work is collapsing on one side not only are we working to fix that we hope to have money to renno some of the labs. It was a 2 hour meeting with the architect today and that was hopeful plus they teased the idea of other money for equipment and brought up the virtual cadaver table. I have the paperwork for those but they're 100K so let's fix the building first.

I thought my writer's zoom was today but no one was there. Wondering why. Sad I didn't get that. Did I just do it by myself? you know I didn't.

I forgot to share my books yesterday so here are Feb's reads


Cooking with Monsters fantasy LGBT graphic novel

The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires Urban Fantasy

Parable of the Sower: A Graphic Novel Adaptation dystopic near future SF

When the Moon Hits Your Eye near future SF

Heavy Vinyl Complete Collection LGBT graphic novel

Rebecca Gothic classic

Dark Life YA near future SF
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This short memoir follows Jones' early life growing up as a gay Black kid in 1990s Texas, through his college years and young adulthood struggling with feelings of unbelonging and uncertain identity.

The core of the book is his relationship with his mother, who died of heart disease when he was 26. She was an iconoclast, breaking with her family's conservative Christianity to become a Buddhist, and insisted on doing things her own way, including raising her son on her own. The dynamic between them is complex; he loves and respects her, and in many ways they're close and protective of each other, yet he doesn't feel truly seen by her. His sexuality is part of the barrier—she doesn't reject him, but is resistant to talking about it—and I also got a sense of her as a person who held others at arm's length because intimacy scared her.

But Jones is not too afraid to write about his most vulnerable, self-destructive, and howlingly painful moments. cut for content: gay bashing ) It doesn't read like he's being too harsh on himself, and it doesn't read like he's trying to make himself look good. It reads like he's found a narrative arc in what really happened rather than editing events into artificial tidiness.

Jones is primarily a poet, and the book's emotional clarity and concise lyricism bears that out. The material is heavy, but I didn't find it depressing. Rather, I felt that the fact that he's now able to write so honestly about what he's been through demonstrates that he's achieved what he's been longing for: knowing and sharing who he really is. He doesn't need to spell out that this happened for him, because when you read the book you're holding the evidence of it in your hands.

Daily Happiness

Feb. 26th, 2026 06:21 pm
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1. I had another nice WFH day today. I had a web meeting at 4pm, and that would have been a web meeting even if I'd gone in, so no reason to go. Now that I'm not doing stuff that really heavily relies on accessing our system which can only be accessed from home by remoting into a PC at the store, it's nice to be able to work from home at least a couple days a week.

2. I went to the tattoo place today for my appointment but ended up not getting any work done today. She looked at my leg and said it's healing well, but the skin is still not fully back to normal, so we should wait to do the touch up. I told her I'd be in Japan for the first half of April, so we agreed to see how it's looking when I get back and do it then. The tattoo place is only about 15-20 minutes away (and today was good traffic both ways) so it was no bother going in, and I was glad to have her look at it. I told her I'm really happy with it, even how it is now. It really only has a few spots that need to be touched up. On the bottom front there's a bit where the marker she used to draw the lines still shows, and on the back there are a few bits where skin shows in between the color bands. But all of that is only noticeable when you look close, so I'm fine with waiting until after our trip.

3. We had two beat up cardboard cat scratcher/loungers that we replaced with the new wood/sisal ones, and one we just put in the recycling, but the other one we put out for Tuxie to see how he'd like it and he is a big fan. It can't be used for scratching anymore, but he loves it as a lounger and has been using it every day.

Crafts

Feb. 26th, 2026 08:17 pm
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Did you know that bathing suits used to have buttons? Back when they were jumpsuits or dresses, buttons helped with the fit. And you can still get patterns for that if you're into historic sewing or want to go swimming without exposing a lot of skin. Here's an example of a reproduction pattern from 1872. Thanks to [personal profile] atherleisure for the fun historical tip.

Vocabulary: Proforestation

Feb. 26th, 2026 06:21 pm
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According to Dr. Bill Moomaw who coined the term, "proforestation" means growing intact existing forests to their ecological potential.


I am all in favor of stopping deforestation and protecting extant forests. However, there's more to the definition than that.

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Title: A Way of Her Own
Fandom: Women's Soccer RPF
Pairings: Hope Solo/Kelley O'Hara
Characters: Hope Solo, Kelley O'Hara
Rating: G
Length: 324 words
Summary: Hope constantly faces criticism about her nature. Kelley reminds her not to let them affect her.

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There's no kind of atmosphere

Feb. 26th, 2026 05:29 pm
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I hope Rob Grant would take it in the intended spirit that when I heard the news of his sudden death, all I could think was "All most of us get is 'Mind that bus!' 'What bus?' Splat!" The first six and a half series of original flavor Red Dwarf (1988–99) were a social staple of my sophomore year of college, watched primarily in my case from the top half of a bunk bed occupied by a structurally unwise number of students who would shortly branch out into whatever British television comedy we could get hold of the tapes for. It became an immediate and ineradicable part of our language. Decades later, the number of quotations from especially the first three series that have worked themselves into my present household lingo would be difficult to estimate without a rewatch. In storage with the rest of my library, I still have some of the tie-in novels, including at least one of the separately authored parallel continuations, which unfortunately for this memoriam may have been Doug Naylor's. I cannot find that I ever saw another project of Grant's except for the first series of The 10%ers (1993–96) and I am still stricken to lose yet another artist while Kissinger's heirs don't even seem to be in this machine. Not everybody has to be dead, Dave.
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The series that Vision of Alliance kicks off, Goddess’s Vision, is my second series set in the world of the Seven Crowned Gods. Why Seven Crowned Gods? Because for the most part, they are universally recognized throughout that world as the major deities.

How each God or Goddess is worshiped varies from land to land, but several factors remain the same. There are always Seven. The Seven have acolytes whose titles and roles may differ from God-to-God and land-to-land. While reincarnation is accepted as reality in some of the lands of the Seven Crowned Gods, it is not a universal constant. For example, the only nations of Varen that accept reincarnation are Saubral and Keratil. Conversely, reincarnation—at least a partial form of reincarnation, where elements of a person’s essence may be reborn—is held to be true in Daran and its subject nations.

The Gods will often elevate trusted deceased followers to be their Voices and Messengers to the living. This role does not go on for eternity but for an unspecified period of time—frequently, a Voice or Messenger retains their role as long as one or two generations of the living, then they move on to an unspecified fate. Some Voices or Messengers may reincarnate as Guardians of places that hold particular magical significance and become ageless and enduring, living long beyond a typical human lifespan—for example, Imnari of Wickmasa, who protects that particular Gods-haunted village in the Varenese nation of Keldara. This tends to happen most often in the nations of Varen and in the nation of Ternar amongst the subject states of Daran. Nenanim of Waykemin, though made temporarily mindless as a kendar minost—an expedient one—by the Witches of Waykemin, may be another example.

Gods can be deposed if they choose to work against their siblings or exploit their human followers. It is rare that this happens, and is usually tied to a human sorcerer’s attempt to make themselves a God. The most recent examples are the Outcast God, who sought to elevate himself above all other Gods as the only God to be worshiped, and the Goddess Nitel, the Outcast God’s former consort, who tried to do the same in the name of her strongest follower, Chatain, Emperor of Daran. Chatain was not the only human ruler who sought Nitel’s patronage in an attempt to elevate themselves to the divine. An unnamed sorcerer in Waykemin tried to do the same thing, leading to Terani-the-God-Killer banishing Nitel’s divine presence from Waykemin. Zauril en Ralsem had the same ambition, leading the Darani Emperor Dunaran to distract Zauril by sending him to Varen with the goal of expanding Darani colonies there. When Zauril’s efforts failed, he attempted to force the issue by forcing himself on the heir to the land of Medvara, Alicira, hoping to create a sorcerer sufficiently powerful to ascend to Godhood and perhaps also elevate him as well.

Zauril failed, but his daughter Rekaré succeeded—in part due to her sacrifice to ensure that Witmara ea Miteal became the Empress of Daran.

The current makeup of the Seven Crowned Gods and the months named after them are as follows:

Artel the Judge. Head of the Seven Crowned Gods, he is often the patron of those in authority. To him falls the honor of the first month of the year after Winter Solstice, Artel’s Judgment. His anointed acolytes also frequently serve as those who hear disputes between community members, and bear the special title of shaman. Artel adjudicates specific disputes between the Gods, and his word is law.

Staul the Balancer/Staul the Destroyer—The only God with an acknowledged dual nature, the balance between chaos and order is Staul’s focus. His benign side is acknowledged as the Balancer. However, when destruction and doom become dominant, then the Destroyer side of Staul rides rampant over the lands. A manifestation of the Destroyer is never a good thing. Staul’s acolytes often help ease the dying to make the transition between life and death. They are considered to be priests, and frequently record community events as well as the weather, as part of observing the Balance.

Staul is also the lover of Dovré. Three months bear his name—Staul’s Dream, the month that follows Artel’s Judgment. Springtime two months later is celebrated as the month that Staul and Dovré first became lovers, and is called The Dance of Staul and Dovré. Staul’s last honored month is the first month of autumn, the month of the autumn equinox, and is called Staul’s Shadow to reflect the shortening days as winter approaches.

Dovré the Golden—Patroness of healers and powerful women. Dovré guides those women who are placed in positions of power, and expresses her healing side through her support of healers—this last is best known in the lands of Varen. She is usually considered to be a gentle Goddess, but when her wrath is awakened—watch out! Even Staul will falter in the face of her anger, which can be greater than Artel’s and Staul’s combined.

Two months bear her name—the month following Staul’s Dream, known as Dovré’s Awakening, then the following month that she shares with Staul, the celebration of their romance.

Terat of the Waters—Patroness of all those who travel the waters as well as lakes, springs, seeps, and the sap flowing in the plants of all the lands. She is especially beloved of the Sorcerer-Captains who sail the ocean in the magical sailships. Little is known about the ritual by which a petitioner can become a Sorcerer-Captain, except that it involves much study and a significant apprenticeship before the final ceremony where the candidate either succeeds—or never returns from Terat’s waters. The two months dedicated to Terat are the month following the Dance, Terat’s Tears, named for the rains that hopefully fall within that month, and the month following Staul’s Shadow, Terat’s Awakening, reflecting her ascension as Goddess during the autumn.

Rekaré the Wise/ The Lady of Sorrow—The newest member of the Seven Crowned Gods. Rekaré is the patroness of those who sorrow as well as those who seek wisdom. A powerful sorcerer in life, she abdicated her role as Leader of Medvara when she brought about the name and curse of Kinslayer after killing a close cousin who brought about the deaths of several of Rekaré’s close family. In that role of Kinslayer, Rekaré negotiated the unification of the lands of Varen through earning the loyalty of the Shadowwalkers of Saubral, becoming their benghaalph or prophet, the One Spoken Of.

Rekaré was raised in the Two Nations, Keldara and Clenda. Her mother Alicira was one of the Three Leaders of the Two Nations, part of a threefold bond with Heinmyets of Keldara and Inharise of Clenda. Heinmyets served as her Heartfather, a surrogate for her father Zauril, and Inharise was her Heartmother. Her months are the one containing the Summer Solstice, Rekaré’s Dreaming, and the one after Terat’s Awakening, Rekaré’s Shadow.

Karnoi of War—Twin to Cirdel, son of the Outcast God and the Goddess Nitel. Karnoi thrives in heat and flames, often expressing himself in great thunderstorms that kick off massive wildfires in forested areas. Along with Cirdel, he frequently manifests in the form of a wolf leading a pack that contains their dead acolytes. While Karnoi often feuds with most of the other Gods, his greatest loyalty is to his sister Cirdel. They are often the tools of the other Gods when vengeance is required. His month is the one after the Summer Solstice, Karnoi’s Dance, and he shares the month of Winter Solstice with his sister Cirdel, Karnoi and Cirdel’s Hunt. Their actions seek to bring offenders to Artel’s judgment. Along with Cirdel, the only children of Gods in the Seven Crowned Gods.

Cirdel of Chaos—Twin to Karnoi, daughter of the Outcast God and the Goddess Nitel. Chaotic, whimsical, and above all else unpredictable, Cirdel brings the random judgment of fate upon those who turn their faces away from the Gods. Those who seek chaos also fear overstepping their bounds and bringing about her judgment—in many ways, Cirdel takes after her mother Nitel in her pitiless pursuit of wrongdoers. Her months are Cirdel’s Judgment, the month of high summer after Karnoi’s Dance, and the shared month with Karnoi, Karnoi and Cirdel’s Hunt. Cirdel is often cited as a seducer of those contemplating wrongdoing, and leading them willy-nilly down her chaotic path to destruction. And yet those appearances of hers are frequently false manifestations.

Cirdel on her own is particularly beloved of the Wild Riders and Sorcerers of Daran’s Western Grasslands, because she reflects so much of the chaotic nature of that land.

This is but a brief introduction to the Seven Crowned Gods—or at least, all that they’re willing to share of themselves with me at this time. To discover more, check out the first book of Goddess’s Vision, Vision of Alliance, currently available through all major retailers. Find your preferred retailer at the book landing site on my website: https://joycereynolds-ward.com/books/vision-of-alliance/ef7ac7a1-fb6b-4a6b-8c5a-203b9915fda6

Given the poor response so far to this book, unless I start seeing more interest, I will not be planning to continue working further on this trilogy. I’ll probably pick it up later on but right now, it appears that there’s no particular interest in epic fantasy with a protagonist who has a disability, much less a story about a female Empress struggling with her land’s magic.
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What went before: Wednesday. Snowing and partly sunny.

Despite the distress it will of course cause his fandom, I am forced to report that Rookie the Cookie is a Schmuck. Or possibly only a Jerk. He's been knocking stuff off the shelves in the Tech Room -- notably, bottles of liquid toner, which apparently make a lovely thud-SMACK sound when they land (honestly, it's a very distinctive sound; I can recognize a toner bottle hitting the floor from two rooms away). I expect he doesn't really know that I can't easily pick the damn' things up right now, but -- aargh. Get a cat, they said, they'll be fun. Get a Maine Coon Cat, they said. They're very interested in their people and like to engage.

In other news, despite having felt somewhat better last night, I'm back to Square One (minus the THC) this morning. It occurs to me that I better line up a ride to my appointment at Thayer tomorrow afternoon, which -- aargh x 2. I hate bothering people to do stoopid stuff for me.

I've written to my PCP regarding pain management -- the idea being that, going in the front door with back pain (yes, I'm doing my PT homework) needs to be supported by another approach, because even my therapist said that this will keep happening, only as my core gets stronger, an episode will last ... less long. What I want, of course, is The Grail: something that will kill the pain, or get it down to manageable levels, and neither make me sick or fuzz me out, so I can write. And so I'm not a danger to myself or to the cats. That's important, too. As is eating. It's ridiculously hard to eat when you're in pain.

The cats are taking good care of me -- well. Firefly and Tali are checking in regularly to administer lap-sits and purr therapy.

Rookie's knocking shit off the shelves in the Tech Room.

In addition to pain management brainstorm, I arrived at the opinion that I should also figure out ways to work even when I'm feeling this bad. So! I have moved Writing Operations to the comfy chair in my office (which has been Back Pain Central), rigged up the laptop with my favorite keyboard, and brought the WIP, and the portable hard drive here, too. So, hopefully, I'll be able to continue with fixing stuff that's already been written, and that this episode of painful nonsense will vacate before I realio, trulio need to start producing New! Copy!

So, that's the somewhat muddled news from the Cat Farm and Confusion Factory.

How's everyone doing?
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So, that was no fun at all.

I don't want to get ahead of myself but I may have gotten around the Horn. Of course, I'm shaky because I haven't eaten anything for 3 days except peanut butter crackers (Note to self:  Buy peanut butter crackers; the damn things are lifesavers.) to buffer the meds.

I do have a ride lined up for my appointment this afternoon, so that's good, and my intention is to actually have breakfast and then come back to the comfy chair, do some work on the WIP, and not push things. And eat snacks. What a time to be out of hummus. Bad planning, past me.

Firefly is on my lap and purring.

I'm almost done my Russian Caravan tea Christmas present (Note to self: buy more Russian Caravan tea).

And that's that's the fascinating Thursday report from the cat farm and confusion factory.

Dictated to my phone.
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Did some work on the WIP, actually ate food. Steve Symonds gave me a ride to and from the hospital for my test, so that's taken care of. Managed to get the cat fountains changed out, which has been really bothering me. I'm such a bad cat mom. Talked to the accountant, and -- ouch. Not unexpected, but still. Ouch. I'll pick up the papers on Monday, when -- fingers crossed -- I hope to be Fully Operational.

In the meantime *whispers* my back is not hurting, which places as a Minor Miracle, and what I really want to do is go curl up (figuratively) and read Local Custom.

May I just say what a great job we did with Local Custom? The gradual unfurling of the leaves of character, the! worldbuilding!, the things that are said so very plainly and yet don't mean the same thing to the person you're talking with and -- I swoon. No, really.

Damn, I wish I could write like that.

Also? There's a description -- a Very Detailed Description -- of a counterchance board. I. Had. No. Idea.

So, anyway, I see the tax stuff, and that I have to Move Monies in order to satisfy the IRS and the State of Maine, but yanno what?

Imma go read.

Everybody have a good evening. I'll see you tomorrow.

No...really. I will.

Tali collecting overdue ear scrubbles:


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Fandom: Megamind
Pairings/Characters: Megamind/Roxanne Ritchi, Minion, Metro Man
Rating: M
Length: 168,535 words
Creator Links: impatientseamstress
Theme: Inept in Love

Summary: Roxanne Ritchi just wanted her shoes replaced.
Marrying her Supervillain in a surprise Vegas elopement was not part of the plan. It wasn't part of Megamind's plan either... Unfortunately, all of Metro City is way too excited to finally see them together for them to admit the truth. But they can solve this...somehow

Reccer's Notes: Oh, Megamind and Roxanne were being SO STUPID about each other, in the "I love her/him, but she/he couldn't possibly love me back" way. They managed to argue themselves into getting married, for crying out loud! (Didn't help that EVERYONE IN METRO CITY was shipping them...) There's also some fun worldbuilding done for what a world with superheroes, supervillains, and damsels would look like.

Fanwork Links: Rings (locked to AO3 users)

The Friday Five for 27 February 2026

Feb. 26th, 2026 03:10 pm
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Feelings…

1. What made you happy this week?

2. What made you sad?

3. What made you angry?

4. What are you looking forward to in the next week?

5. What are you not looking forward to?

Copy and paste to your own journal, then reply to this post with a link to your answers. If your journal is private or friends-only, you can post your full answers in the comments below.

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Big day today. Wish me luck!

Feb. 26th, 2026 01:24 pm
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A few days ago, I got a text from a principal who is looking for a long term sub for a position she describes as "4th grade language arts." It would start in mid-March and last until the end of the year. Obviously this is the holy grail for me, even if there's no associated pay bump from the regular sub rate. I would so love to get some experience lesson planning for the same group of kids over a longer span.

I'm meeting with her later this afternoon, so we shall see. I typically interview very well in person, so all that remains is to hope that my credentials line up with her expectations and that she isn't too thrown by my gender. The platform I book substitute jobs through does not let you set a preferred name, so I've been updating schools on the honorific I prefer to use professionally when I show up to each new gig.

This brings me to the day's other bit of excitement. I finally got around to calling up my local circuit court to confirm which documents I need to pull together for my legal name change petition. Evidently I won't need to attend a hearing or pay a fee, and the process should take 3-5 days from the time I file the paperwork with the circuit court, after which I can go back in and begin the laborious process of getting my entire life up to date. My fiance has been dispatched to print off some forms on his office printer. I'm doing it! And it's definitely better to do it now, before I'm juggling a marriage license or any of the other legal entanglements I'm liable to acquire in the future.

Odds and ends

Feb. 26th, 2026 06:14 pm
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I've posted occasionally about Maria Sibylla Merian, this sounds like an interesting book on her and her art.

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The funding to save the area surrounding the Cerne Giant for the National Trust has been raised: any further donations will go to habitat creation and increasing access.

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Exhibition: North Staffordshire Miners’ Wives Action Group Archive (formed in response to the 1984 miners’ strike,members have been actively campaigning for over 40 years).

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Martyrdom, Misrepresentation and the ‘Tolpuddle Martyrs’ (I was at uni with a Loveless descendant). And I discovered that the Internet Archive has a recording of the BBC Home Service broadcast of Miles Malleson and H Brook's Six Men of Dorset.

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More rather horrifying reports coming out about the surrogacy industry: Embryo couriers, student egg donors and cut-price surrogates. Journalist Alev Scott investigates northern Cyprus’s booming baby business — where Brits head for cheap treatment, gender selection and lax legislation.

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Researching Love Letters:

The National Archives is hosting the exhibition 'Love Letters', exploring 500 years of expressions of love. This exhibition captures the voices of paupers and monarchs, reflecting friendships, romance, and more. But why does love appear in government documents?

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Recovering “Lesbian” Voices in the Middle Ages: Twelfth and Thirteenth Century Germanic Mystics.

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The Rohonc Codex: Hungary’s Mysterious Manuscript That No One Can Read

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Yay: Senate House Library secures future of priceless LGBTQ+ collection with support from the Heritage Fund

Boo: County Durham WWI ledger bought at car boot sale for £20 set to sell for over £1k at auction: The museum-quality register lists the names of 900 men who signed up in just three days in December 1915

Birdfeeding

Feb. 26th, 2026 12:50 pm
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Today is mostly cloudy and cool. Looks like it rained a bit last night; there are small puddles in a few places.

I fed the birds. I've seen a few sparrows.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I put out a fresh cake of peanut suet.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I cut and labeled 4 more water jugs. These will hold native grasses: little bluestem, side-oats grama, northern sea oats, and switchgrass. It will be interesting to see how they do. Potted grasses tend to survive well but are more expensive. Broadcast seeding on the ground has variable results. So if I can find more and better ways to pot my own from seed, that's an improvement. Native grasses attract wildlife with food, shelter, and other resources. Many birds devour the seeds. Some butterflies, especially skippers, and other insects use native grasses as host plants. My prairie garden swarms with skippers and other butterflies in summer and into fall.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I filled, sowed, and taped the milk jugs. This potting soil was wet enough that it didn't need watering. I thought I had some topsoil left, but I'm out of that; I'll need to restock in March. I put the four new jugs in the parking lot and tied them together.

While I was out there, a honeybee buzzed around, wishing to pollinate me, perhaps attracted to my bright coat. I had to explain that I was not a flower.

I've seen more sparrows and two male cardinals.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I set up a simple worm bin in the log garden's leaf enclosure. I used an old 5-gallon bucket with a cracked bottom and a hole in one side. This will allow worms to go in and out as they please. I put some leaves inside to start, and packed more leaves around the bucket. Now I have somewhere that I can drop food scraps for the worms to eat, and cover with a handful of leaves. This gives me a place that will likely have plenty of worms when I want them -- such as for dropping into large planters -- and also where I can take a handful of very bioactive material to jump-start pots filled with potting mix with little or no bioactivity. When the bucket gets full, I can dump out the worm castings to use for fertilizing plants, sort out some worms, restart the bucket with more leaf litter, and drop in the worms.

There are, of course, commercially made worm bins that are much fancier and allow access to more outputs. However, these are expensive. Also they trap the worms inside, which is not great for an outdoor setup. This is free and better suited to its situation.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I picked up the empty trough from last year's mini-water garden and moved it to the log garden, where I surrounded it with extra logs. I have taken pictures of the worm bin and the water garden.

EDIT 2/26/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

I heard a woodpecker drumming but didn't see it. I have seen a fox squirrel up a tree.

I am done for the night.
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I do a lot of work where my hands are occupied but my mind is not (hello, rehousing!!!) and may main exercise is walking so I listen to a lot of podcasts, and I am always looking for more.

My favorite ongoing podcasts are In Bed With the Right, Know Your Enemy, If Books Could Kill, Maintenance Phase, Panic World, and A Bit Fruity. These are the shows I listen to every episode of and (most of them) support on Patreon so I get extra episodes. Oh, and On the Nose from Jewish Currents.

There are a number I also like but don't listen to every episode of, just dipping in and out as they interest me. These include Behind the Bastards, Hoax!, HyperFixed, Search Engine, Straight White American Jesus, Culture Study, Decoder Ring, American Hysteria, Strongwilled, 5-4, and The Dream.

Then there are my classic favorites that I haven't listened to in a while but loved madly: You Must Remember This, You're Wrong About, and You Are Good.

One limited run I listened to lately was What Happened in Nashville, about the unregulated fertility treatment industry through the lens of a big scandal that happened in my hometown and found it interesting.


Things I like in a podcast:

+ Culture and/or history and/or current events through a leftist/feminist lens. It's really important to me that these are serious thinkers or deeply insightful people, even if what they're talking about is lighter fare
+ People who take culture and internet culture seriously but want to deeply critique it
+ Stuff about religion--not in the sense of being religious but in the sense of talking about how religion works in the world
+ Stuff that is well-researched
+ Stuff about moral panics
+ I tend to be drawn to podcasts that are created by people who are first and foremost either writers/journalists or scholars (with the exception of A Bit Fruity, all my favorite current podcasts are created by people in those categories)
+ Anything Michael Hobbes is involved with lol
+ Oh and my guilty pleasure is anything about cults (other people listen to true crime stuff, I listen to cult stuff)

Things I don't like in a podcast:
+ Humor podcasts (a lot of these people are very funny, but none of these podcasts are comedy podcasts)
+ Generic culture/pop culture stuff (by which I mean the sort of overviews of just what's going on in the world of pop culture)
+ Fiction (I'm sorry, but Welcome to Night Vale is the only one that ever truly worked for me)
+ Pure news podcasts
+ Interview podcasts that focus on celebs
+ Honestly anything about celebrities, I just don't care
+ Self-help stuff

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