#long day plant

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Similarly, grafting a shoot from the LDP Petunia hybrida onto a stock of the cold-requiring biennial henbane (Hyoscyamus niger) caused the latter to flower under long days, even though it was nonvernalized (Figure 20.18).

"Plant Physiology and Development" int'l 6e - Taiz, L., Zeiger, E., Møller, I.M., Murphy, A.

[tenth-sentence]

For example, in the LDP spinach (Spinacia oleracea), the levels of gibberellins are relatively low in short days, and the plants maintain a rosette form.

"Plant Physiology and Development" int'l 6e - Taiz, L., Zeiger, E., Møller, I.M., Murphy, A.

[botanyshitposts]

if I don’t get another plant job soon I’m gonna start ripping and tearing. they’ll call me the guy who rips and tears

[phibsies]

posting this tonight instead of tomorrow bc i'll probably be busy but HAPPY HOLIDAYS :3 !!

[hyakunana]

I kinda got hit with Jyamahaki thoughts

[nekrosmos]

I just woke up from a what’s supposed to be a 20 minutes nap but became 3 hours nap after taking my meds today 😂 can barely open my eyes as I type this

Here’s something random Price HC for you to distract you, not proof read so if it has errors my bad:

Price cared for a small plot of plant at the furthest region of the base he was stationed in. It started with one stubborn patch of green which looked half-crushed by careless boots and was barely clinging to life. Price noticed it one morning during his usual patrol. He paused, crouched down, knees cracking and he’s groaning like an old man he is and studied the struggling little plant. “Tough little bugger,” he thinks.

For some reason, he came back afterwards and poured some water on the poor shrub, and then again the next day, and again on the next next day, watching as the plant loses its yellowing green and grow new sprouts.

He could hardly consider this “farming” or “gardening”, but slowly he started getting more stuff for this routine of his. Like a broken mug as a way to scoop the dirt or picking up a random stray’s dung and pat it into the ground as fertilizer.

The men sometimes caught him lingering by the plants, but no one questioned it. They just assumed their captain was doing some sort of “tactical assessment” of the terrain. If anyone noticed the occasional frost-free patch or the odd green shoot looking a little healthier than before, they chalked it up to luck or nature, when actually it has been the Captain who’s been taking care of the plants on that place.

I don’t know where this is going, but I just think it’s funny to imagine Price walking around and going, “wait, have I watered that bugger today” or like imagining him squatting and fussing about some random plants, talking to it like he’s talking to another soldier.

Something something him being tender to the things no one cares about something something…anyways!! Hope this is enough to distract bud, I’ve yet to catch on on you and Jack’s stuff which I will do later or tomorrow myehehe

Oh this is adorable Gomz !!! Love Price talking to a plant like he's talking to his soldiers. Lots of threats. A (gentle) pat on the leaves. He's so proud when the thing starts getting bigger and stronger. Tough bugger alright. Whenever John is annoyed by his superiors or by bureaucracy, he goes outside and takes care of that plant. Beats yelling at some wide-eyed recruits some days.

Maybe this unlocks something in his brain and he starts to enjoy gardening ?? Nik notices and buys him the required tools next time they're on break together. Price has a small house somewhere in England, with a small garden but he always kept it as practical as he could, nothing fancy. Now he's thinking of growing some plants, some veggies, maybe get his own food so Nik can cook him some homemade meal with homegrown vegetable.

It's a nice little hobby he grows to enjoy, takes his mind out of the job for a few hours and makes him spend some energy (which he always has too much of whenever he's not at work.). Nik loves to sit on a garden chair outside and watch him work while enjoying some tea. It's nice to see John take some time off.

[crumbpigeon]

see you in the spring ☘️

[whats-in-a-sentence]

The leaves of DNPs have also been shown to produce a graft-transmissible floral stimulus (Table 20.2).

"Plant Physiology and Development" int'l 6e - Taiz, L., Zeiger, E., Møller, I.M., Murphy, A.

[omentranslates]

Trigun Stampede Chugai Grace Cafe Collaboration - I Translated Another Menu :3

Hey long time no Trigun on here! Some pictures from this collab were recently brought up in a server I'm in and reminded me that it existed so I thought I'd list out the menu here in English for anyone who wants to try and recreate these treats :D

I did this almost a year ago for the collab that was running at that time and it was much longer bc I literally just rewrote the entire website, but this time will ONLY be the menu since this one is like way over I think this was from 2023. Transcript starts under the cut as usual, just a flat rewrite of the menu text my own notes will be in parenthesis, happy gunning trigang idk

Dragonfly Grass Napolitan

napolitan with sausage and confetti vegetables

cheese shaped like Vash's sunglasses and a cracker

Punisher Black Curry

black curry

black sesame rice

confetti vegetables

leafy greens

punisher wafer (doesn't appear to be pictured, look up monaka (最中))

Partners' Parfait

desc: Double donuts like Vash's sunglasses, a cigare cookie sprinkled with bamboo charcoal powder and a pointy cone* top this parfait fit for two. (*could be read as either cone or corn, i put cone bc that's the shape but honestly i think it's probably just both since it looks like a corn chip. like that is a bugle.)

strawberries

strawberry syrup

mango chunks

mango whipped cream

mango sauce

vanilla ice cream

whipped cream (yes more (regular this time))

mint

Twins Cremet d'Anjou

desc: A desert plate of Cremet d'Anjou — Angel's Cream — in the image of twin brothers Vash and Knives

cremet d'anjou

strawberries

mango sauce

whipped cream

blue curaçao (does not say where or how)

powdered sugar

white chocolate shaped into angel wings

Orange Sunrise *Vash's Drink!! <3

orange juice

raspberry syrup

orange slices like Vash's sunglasses

Overdose Coke *Nicholas's Drink

cola

energy drink in the ampoules pipettes

Wing Apple Tea *Knives's Drink

apple tea

wing sliced apples

mint

Welcome Home *Special Drink

desc: nonalcoholic whiskey imitation drink

apple juice

whiskey flavoring (no further specification)

lime

Plant Soda

blue curaçao

mojito green jewel (this is like a jelly/jello that you can kind of see sitting at the bottom of the jar in the picture. it's a specific product look up mona jewel (モナジュエル) mojito green is the color)

sprite

ice ball

And that's all! The cups with character art are just lattes. Thanks for reading hope it's tasty ;3

[notachair]

Since atla is again having an extra surge of popularity, I'm shooting my shot:

[ID: (Rest of image description in alt). At the bottom of the image sits the text: "Zuko: Okay. Well, I can't remember how it starts, but the punchline is "leaf me alone, I'm bushed."" ID end].

Did we ever find out what the setup for this joke was? I feel kinda haunted by it. If not- anyone wanna make their best or worst guesses?

edit: I now know what "I'm bushed" mean, but go ahead anyway 👍

haunted thoughts in tags ↓

[mxtxfanatic]

As much as I talk about Shen Yuan taking himself for granted post-transmigration, I fully believe that he does see himself as Shen Qingqiu. He just doesn’t see himself as Shen Jiu.

[thistransient]

Me, not quite sober at quarter to 3 am on Christmas, astride god's second noisiest Youbike (cause I'd already swapped out the first): time to conquer The Tunnel

[thereaderinsertlady]

I love my sweet boys that I made up completely in my head

[fictionadventurer]

*

[whats-in-a-sentence]

For both LDPs and SDPs, a night break was found to be most effective when given near the middle of a dark period of 16 h (Figure 20.8).

"Plant Physiology and Development" int'l 6e - Taiz, L., Zeiger, E., Møller, I.M., Murphy, A.

[spacecatdraws]

my immortal bamboo plant

^yes I am fully aware that sounds like a bad webtoon title

One of my hyperfixations a couple years back was plants. So, for my birthday, I got 5 lucky bamboo stalks, to which I was very excited and very enthusiastic. I named the bamboo こんにちは (Konnichiwa) and put her on my windowsill. And she refuses to die. So I’m gonna talk about her because I am in awe and slight terror of what this plant is fine with. (And I mentioned her in a previous post so why not)

Yes, I did name my plant the Japanese word for hello. I was (and still am) a weird kid. It was also 2020 at the time, and my judgement was not the best. Here’s a picture of her:

“I thought you said she had 5 stalks?” She did, but four of them dropped one by one. It’s been a couple years since a stalk has turned yellow, which is good because she only has the one left. But she’s still alive and well, in her perpetually unchanged water and underground sunlight. No clue how or why she just. Stopped dying. She’s still here, bright green and beautiful and probably magical. It’s been a while since I did a lot of things you’re supposed to do with plants:

4< years since I changed that water/added fertilizer

3< years since I pruned her/removed a stalk

and very infrequently getting the dust off her leaves.

This plant was given to a mentally odd little girl in the middle of a pandemic. There was no way she would live past a few years. And yet, she made it the COVID-19 pandemic pass. Survived multiple presidential changes. Witnessed over 20 seasons. Heard the grief when my grandfather died. Watched birds fight for seeds under the porch and my dog running after the tennis ball. Been headbutted countless times by my cat. Tolerated being draped with a necklace. Lived through it all, and is still living on.

I’m proud of her, honestly. She’s a testament to life’s ability to be anywhere, to be able to grow when the world is dark. Because each winter, the sun ducks below the horizon, and she presses her leaves again the glass of my window, with conditions that should in no way allowed her to survive. And each spring, the snow melts, the frost dies back, and the sun shines again. Every single time, she’s there, taking in the light she’s been deprived of, challenging the gods, saying “I am here and I am not going down without a fight.” Thankfully, the gods have not fought her for this, and she still sits here, next to me as I write this.

This is not an obituary. This is not a memorial. This is a celebration of the soldier who does not fall in battle. This is a tribute to life and its audacity. This is a letter of gratitude.

So thank you, こんにちは, for being here with me. Thank you for the time we’ve spent together. Thank you for being the light that shines when the world is dark and hopeless. In 24 days, we will have made it five whole years. Half a decade of work and play and joy and sadness. 60 months that changed more than I thought possible. Several times around the sun. A handful of parties for a kid who keeps on growing. Countless memories.

Five years that we’ve had with each other. Five years that I’d never want to forget.

So raise a glass of whatever you’d like, dear reader, and toast with me-

To five years, to the many more that come after, and most of all, to the immortal bamboo. Thank you, こんにちは. Thank you for being part of my life. And thank you, the one reading this, for making it this far. We’re glad you came.