#musings !

[geopsych]

A musing text post if you will allow it.

Yesterday I tried to get out for a walk but although the hills at the park looked walkable at a distance they turned out to be solid ice with just enough grass blades peeking through to fool the eye. I slid and finally fell and slid as I tried to cross them but by that time had braced for it and wasn't injured. I saw it wasn't possible to get to the marsh to look for red-winged blackbirds or into the woods where the paths are narrow and notoriously slippery in safer seasons, to look for flowering skunk cabbage. I managed to scramble from the lowest icy point in the hills to a slope that was melted enough to allow footholds and ended up returning home the long way. But my takeaway looking back on it is that these are the same hills I walk in every season to take pictures of the sunrise, to look for swallows and violets and bluebirds, cherry blossoms and autumn foliage, where I've sat content among the dandelions, but yesterday I had a completely new experience. Those familiar hills shed me like water on a duck and for a while I was afraid I might break some bones. It was a good reminder of nature's power even in the tamest of places. I'll have a little more awe of those hills even next summer when they're in their soft green grass disguise.

[plaidos]

i’m still thinking about that person who asked me to call them a theyfab whilst i came unprotected in them. where are they now…..

[johannestevans]

In the gay club smoking area, watched a short king in a hunter green bandana immediately hop up to stand on the bench, ostensibly to be closer to the heat lamp

[personal-sloth-witch]

Make the most of your life, eat and be merry, and embrace the weight

If T makes you gain weight and E and antidepressants do it too, and so does enjoying good food and not being hungry all the time, then perhaps maybe sometimes joy & weight gain come hand in hand and that's good

[thatdisasterauthor]

I will never understand documentaries that claim to protect people’s identities and then they just blur their eyes and literally nothing else. Like. What does this accomplish?

[fairytalebloom]

You!

My dearest,

Are all the world's love languages

bottled into one.

You! my love,

you cruelly rob me of words

They race upto my lips and die out.

You! my love,

You imprison me in the heat of your touch

My body pledging it's reverent allegiance.

You! my love,

You started a trade, drawing up a bargain

And somehow the world's wealth turns futile

You! my love,

You make my days feel like years

Making me long for our eternity.

You! my love,

You make love feel like devotion

And my heart a feverent devout.

You!

My dearest,

Are all the world's love languages

Moulded into one

The one for me

The only for me.

- NP.

[mimeo-tan]

the thing about me being plural is that im taking a disordered, segmented self, and imposing order on it through artificial boundaries and labels for different segment-clusters. to some extent its lower entropy than trying to maintain singlethood because the energy required to regularly redraw boundaries is lower than the energy required to maintain the illusion of continuity and cohesion within a self that is not so. its easier to recognize the part of myself that is deeply anti-social and scary, and go "thats my friend [persecutor] and im glad that were friends" than it is to try and make sense of the constant urge to bash my head into a wall and paint people red with a sharpened cinder block if i also love them or want to be their friends.

[marigoldbaker]

Vibrating thru the ceiling

[septemberkisses]

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

[shamebats]

Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.

Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.

My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.

Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".

When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.

[originalyloved]

@familydrivenbyfate

[plaidos]

if you’re a trans ally you have to be ok with seeing topless dudes with their tits out & girls with bulges in their jeans or skirts etc. trans bodies are normal, get used to them, they’re not going anywhere.

[sitronsangbody]

It will never not baffle me how hard society tries to insist that fatness is an abnormality. The average western woman wears plus size clothing. One of the smallest garments on the scale is called a medium. Most people with anorexia are in the overweight bmi category, yet somehow that's known as "atypical anorexia". Fatness is often labeled the cause of a number of diseases, but there are literally no diseases exclusive to fat bodies. Looking at movies and television, you'd think the world was 98% thin people. It's not.

My point isn't that if it was pretty rare to be fat, fatphobia would be okay. Of course not.

My point is that we're surrounded by all these artificial indicators that fatness is unnatural and uncommon and it's just not true?? Humans are not always thin and we've never all been thin and we're not all meant to be thin. Fat humans are a normal type of human. Fatness is a feature, not a bug.

[johannestevans]

When we were in the vet earlier waiting for our bus after checking for the cat's microchip, a mother and daughter brought out their Frenchie who'd just been spayed. The mother had her swaddled in a blanket like an icon's infant christ, one of her paws up in the air, mouth agape, eyes glassy

I've never seen an animal look so completely fucking out of it, leaning in against her mother's cradling arms as the human daughter took the ever-loving piss out of her and took NUMEROUS photos

mfw i'm a 7-year-old french bulldog and i'm high as balls just after being spayed

[cardassian-artistry]

The association of garlic with the occult(in England at least) can be traced back to the Norman invasion. Garlic became associated in England with pagans, since it was foreign.

This screenshot from a gardening Facebook group has been on my phone for several years and I'm not sure I'm ever going to be able to delete it. Apparently it comes from a British gardening book from the 80s. I know we all joke that the English are afraid of flavor, but I assure you, you are not prepared for this.

GARLIC

Until quite recently, scientists smiled at all the wonderful medicinal powers claimed for garlic, but recent research has shown that there is some truth in a few of the old wives' tales. Garlic, of course, has an important role in Continental but not in British cookery — it really isn't worth growing unless you are a fan.

Any well-drained spot will do. Buy a head of garlic from the greengrocer or supermarket and split it up into individual cloves. Plant them 2 in. deep and 6 in. apart in March. Apart from watering in dry weather there is nothing else to do until the foliage turns yellow in July or August. Lift the bulbs and allow to dry under cover, then store in a cool, frost-free place.

If you are a beginner with garlic, you must use it very sparingly or you will be put off for ever. Rub a wooden salad bowl with a clove before adding the ingredients. Rub the skin of poultry before roasting and then you can try dropping a whole unskinned clove into a casserole or stew, removing it before serving. If by then you have lost a little of your garlic fear, you can try using crushed (not chopped) garlic in meat etc. as the Continentals do.