vital functions
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kaberettReading. The Will To Change, bell hooks: finished! I continued to find it a mix of "clear, uncompromising, nuanced articulation of the ways in which toxicpatriarchal masculinity operates and harms people, and the ways in which women* are complicit in that" and "baffling insistence that there exists as a useful concept a feminist masculinity, which mostly seems to translate to well-adjusted, psychologically healthy adult human". I was particularly taken with "the substitution of manhood for selfhood". I probably want to reread and take notes.
Slowly working my way through 5 Times the Raptors Tried to Kill Miriam, and 1 Time They Didn't. So far, it is very soothing.
Watching. The Spy Who Dumped Me, as a soothing rewatch.
Listening. So much TMA. Now up to episode 109 and plodding steadily along. Bought B-Sides the Point on Friday but have not yet scraped together the audio spoons to listen to it.
Growing. Sown this week: leeks; celeriac; a topping-up of the tomato cells as didn't hatch.
At home: things continue plodding along! I've begun carefully supplementing the nightshades with plant feed, now they've their first true leaves; half a tray of tomatoes germinated; the Comedy Onion continuing to put out determined wee shoots; the orchid has cheered up some since being moved to a position with a bit less light, which shouldn't actually surprise me but always somehow does. The walnut is sprouting forth enthusiastically; I think the oak might have taken sick but I don't quite have the brain to trouble-shoot it. Maybe if I'm feeling Competent it can have a little pesticide at some point this week.
At the plot: the garlic's doing well! The supermarket potatoes are sprouting, slightly to my astonishment! The broad beans aren't dead yet, and neither are the shallots! I've done a bunch of weeding! I have also, with the patience and physical assistance of Adam, got a skeleton fruit cage... mostly erected around the Ribes. It turns out that I should, alas, have measured all my dimensions: while there's space for sixteen feet of width at the front of the cage, where I kind of need sixteen feet of width because that's how much space the redcurrant and jostaberry take up together, at the back there's... about twelve foot, tops. To this I say, mostly, "whoops", and have revised my ambitions to the tune of, instead, a three-quarters-of-a-square cage. I need to head back out to the plot with a sledgehammer to finish driving the poles in, and I am waiting on delivery of the netting, but this is an infrastructure project that might yet work out, fingers crossed.
I have plans for so much weeding. And I am... most... of the way through fixing up the greenhouse, so that's nice.
Observing. Things I had not previously spotted actually successfully eating from the bird feeders: a wood pigeon! a magpie! Also the coaltits are back, and I have been enjoying the robin down the plot.
Playing. PoGo: notable catches include a 100% Sawk, a 100% Snubull, and a shiny Pikachu.
Horn: in addition to ongoing Making A Noise With My Face, I have been (re)reading the sections of The Big Book on maintenance and tuning, and in consequence spent some of today scrubbing the poor thing's innards. Adam, whose instruments have I think all been wood-based, watched me amble up to the kitchen sink with no small amount of horror and indeed revulsion (which is fairly similar to the expression string-players get when I cheerfully do routine maintenance involving a hammer, and to be honest I can't fault them for it). Is it sounding better? Maybe! Is the embouchure rejig an improvement? Definitely! -- tone at the top of my range has improved markedly. Still working on getting back to "clean" and also "smooth" but those are steadily improving too. Next up: a concerted effort at staccato.
Slowly working my way through 5 Times the Raptors Tried to Kill Miriam, and 1 Time They Didn't. So far, it is very soothing.
Watching. The Spy Who Dumped Me, as a soothing rewatch.
Listening. So much TMA. Now up to episode 109 and plodding steadily along. Bought B-Sides the Point on Friday but have not yet scraped together the audio spoons to listen to it.
Growing. Sown this week: leeks; celeriac; a topping-up of the tomato cells as didn't hatch.
At home: things continue plodding along! I've begun carefully supplementing the nightshades with plant feed, now they've their first true leaves; half a tray of tomatoes germinated; the Comedy Onion continuing to put out determined wee shoots; the orchid has cheered up some since being moved to a position with a bit less light, which shouldn't actually surprise me but always somehow does. The walnut is sprouting forth enthusiastically; I think the oak might have taken sick but I don't quite have the brain to trouble-shoot it. Maybe if I'm feeling Competent it can have a little pesticide at some point this week.
At the plot: the garlic's doing well! The supermarket potatoes are sprouting, slightly to my astonishment! The broad beans aren't dead yet, and neither are the shallots! I've done a bunch of weeding! I have also, with the patience and physical assistance of Adam, got a skeleton fruit cage... mostly erected around the Ribes. It turns out that I should, alas, have measured all my dimensions: while there's space for sixteen feet of width at the front of the cage, where I kind of need sixteen feet of width because that's how much space the redcurrant and jostaberry take up together, at the back there's... about twelve foot, tops. To this I say, mostly, "whoops", and have revised my ambitions to the tune of, instead, a three-quarters-of-a-square cage. I need to head back out to the plot with a sledgehammer to finish driving the poles in, and I am waiting on delivery of the netting, but this is an infrastructure project that might yet work out, fingers crossed.
I have plans for so much weeding. And I am... most... of the way through fixing up the greenhouse, so that's nice.
Observing. Things I had not previously spotted actually successfully eating from the bird feeders: a wood pigeon! a magpie! Also the coaltits are back, and I have been enjoying the robin down the plot.
Playing. PoGo: notable catches include a 100% Sawk, a 100% Snubull, and a shiny Pikachu.
Horn: in addition to ongoing Making A Noise With My Face, I have been (re)reading the sections of The Big Book on maintenance and tuning, and in consequence spent some of today scrubbing the poor thing's innards. Adam, whose instruments have I think all been wood-based, watched me amble up to the kitchen sink with no small amount of horror and indeed revulsion (which is fairly similar to the expression string-players get when I cheerfully do routine maintenance involving a hammer, and to be honest I can't fault them for it). Is it sounding better? Maybe! Is the embouchure rejig an improvement? Definitely! -- tone at the top of my range has improved markedly. Still working on getting back to "clean" and also "smooth" but those are steadily improving too. Next up: a concerted effort at staccato.
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Date: 2020-03-26 10:48 am (UTC)They're so good! Why don't more people know about them?