I did a stressful thing, pertaining to radical mental health. It was so meaningful and important to me, and totally a big deal. So I told Ming–I’m going to do this stressful thing, and I need your help. Afterward, I can’t do anything. I need to just rest. Will you help me? He said yes. … Read More »
Hey, how are you doing? I watched this youtube video that I loved. Please consider viewing it: someone playing a 7/11 polyrhythm inside a 7-11 at 7:11am for seven minutes and eleven seconds? Hmm, amazing. I went through a whole process, watching this video. It was like.. Wow, this person. I wish this person was… Read More »
Last night we went to a summer gathering. It was flower themed, so I said maybe I could make some flower garlands. I had not made flower garlands for many years, since I had made them for Krishna in Sacramento. It was an honor to be invited to make garlands for the Krishna puja. There… Read More »
Look at these pretty hollyhocks we saw in Kingman, Arizona. On our way home from that long trip. I think they’re adorable. I marvel at their old fashionedness. Maybe we should grow hollyhocks. Hey, look at these sweet little white roses also. These were at out hotel in Seligman, Arizona. Are they heartbreakingly tender, or… Read More »
“Yeah, better than if you were leaning over the railing to see a sealion, and your glasses fell off, into the water. Plop! Then a sealion came up wearing your glasses.” I was giggling at this fantasy, as I told it. “I’d be like–hey, cute sealion! And then I would turn into a selkie, and… Read More »
“Let’s jump over this huge river,” I said to Ming. It was a tiny creek at this property we’re staying at, in Arizona. “Needs some mint, planted on the bank. That’s what I would do–plant mint, here. That’s the kind of prank I like.” I decided–I’m not a prankster. But if I was going to… Read More »
I love pesto Lammas is a harvest holiday, for wheat, but we don’t grow wheat. Ming harvested for me the bumper crop of basil, some parsley, and a few kale leaves. I used pecans, a clove of garlic, olive oil, salt, those three veg, and water to make very delicious pesto in the blender. Wow,… Read More »
I used to think there was one type of physical pain. It hurts–who needs to know more than that. Lately I got an eye corner infection, and to make a long story short, I have a slice of fresh garlic medical taped to my eye corner as I write these words to you, dear reader… Read More »
Today we made a delivery of flowers to the halfway house nearby. It was something I’d thought up and planned out, collecting jars for the vases–a pasta sauce jar, an olive jar, and two little yogurt jars. It went very well. I kept a few flowers for myself. There’s a lily I think will bloom… Read More »
Someone special IDed my ghost flowers for me, so now we know a little more about them: Corydalis, maybe Corydalis linstowiana. Butterfly babies like to eat some Corydalis, and a common name is fumewort: fabulous. Also, they can grow in deep shade, which is what my specimens were doing, creekside at the BG, near some… Read More »