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RIP toxic masculinity

“When is masculinity not toxic?” Ming asked.  He’d just read a fake headstone that says RIP toxic masculinity. Good question, dear.  We were taking a rain walk yesterday morning, passing by our house’s main garden.  Housemates made pretend headstones, some years back? One says RIP hatred.  One says RIP toxic masculinity.  I think another says… Read More »

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learning about bees

Hello, reader.  What have you been learning about lately?  I’ve been changing a ton.  I hope you like this pic of my late spring altar.  My changes include learning about New Mexico, disability justice and accessible design, opossums, and giant kelp.  But also I’ve been  learning about bees. I’ve been investigating life in our wet… Read More »

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Laura-Marie and the case of the stolen pups

Oh hey.  How are you doing?  This is Laura-Marie and the case of the stolen pups.  I was freaking out the other day because I realized someone had stolen my pups.  The succulent that Ming and I rescued from the community garden’s junk pile–it got so beautiful and even flowered, in our garden.  And it… Read More »

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fruits

We’ve been taking abandoned cactus from the community garden.  First was a succulent.  It was dried up and looked almost dead, when we captured it.  It’s so pretty now!  And about to bloom. Then we took this cow tongue cactus.  It was dried up too but still alive.  Now it’s plump and happy, growing a… Read More »

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when we leave here

When we leave here, will there be a ceremony to put the crucifixes back up on the walls?  “Oh look, I found another one, stuffed into this desk drawer!” a happy Catholic exclaims. When we leave here, will the neighbors be confused there’s no one singing in German at three in the morning?  No more… Read More »

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green things

Hello, can I show you some green things?  I thought quanyin looked extra pretty surrounded by blooming beans.  These are the little kind of favas. The beans came from a farmers market at my homeland years ago.  Ming thought the package was no longer ok, so he tossed the beans into the garden, like a… Read More »

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attitude of gratitude

Hello, esteemed reader.  It’s been a lil bit since I gratitude journaled here.  But Ming and I have an attitude of gratitude–we gratitude journal together out loud every day, sometimes twice a day, often while we’re taking a walk. Here we go! fall I’m grateful for fall weather, being able to go outside whenever I… Read More »

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propagating cactus

Hey, guess what.  We had fun recently propagating cactus.  I guess we won’t know for a while if it worked.  But it was fun to try. propagating cactus Our friend who lived here in our guest room for three months last year left a San Pedro.  Yes, it’s ok if you think of the Madonna… Read More »

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community garden

I went to the emergency room the other day, which is a long story I will not tell.  Always nice to leave on foot, as a living person!  To celebrate my survival, Ming and I went for a walk.  I didn’t want to call it a walk, because that sounds like a big deal.  But… Read More »

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no fun land

“Well, that was a lil foray into No Fun Land,” I told Ming. He’d been worried my old stomach ulcer was cancer.  He heard this lecture, maybe a CEU for his nursing license, about ulcers–it freaked him out for my well-being.  Poor sweetheart.  I comforted him with multiple facts: My iron level is great, so… Read More »