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Mar. 20th, 2026 04:22 am[personal profile] conuly posting in [community profile] agonyaunt
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Dear Carolyn: My friends think I’m stupid. I’m a high school junior, and I go to a highly academically competitive school, where it is expected by my peers that you are supposed to take at least three AP classes. My closest friends are taking five. They are constantly stressed, overworked and burned out. My peers believe the only way to get into a “good” college (whatever that means) is to take as many AP classes as possible and to get the highest SAT score as possible. This, I know, is ridiculous on so many levels, but I stay out of it.

Lately, however, my friends have been shaming me for only taking one AP class, and for taking one standardized test vs. the other. I am going to college for musical theater, and admissions for those programs rely primarily on auditions, not grades. So why on earth would I put myself through so much stress if it won’t affect my college admissions? I’ve tried to explain this to my friends, but they think they know better than I. Additionally, they equate my taking only one AP class with being stupid. In the AP class I do take, my friend consistently shuts down and mocks my ideas with her other friends.

I’ve tried to mention the reasons I don’t take too many hard classes, but it’s like talking to a wall. I’ve also explained that since I was diagnosed with ADHD a year ago, I am now more aware of what I can handle. When all else failed, I even mentioned once that I have an IQ of 135 (tested when I was diagnosed with ADHD). I am actually quite smart. My friends stared at me and said, “Yeah… I think they lied to you.”

This hurts my feelings and happens so often that I’ve even started to believe I am stupid, despite all evidence to the contrary. Now I’ve started subconsciously playing into the “token dumb friend” stereotype because that is all I’m surrounded with. Should I not respond and ignore it?
— Stupidly Smart


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Mar. 19th, 2026 08:37 pm[personal profile] olivermoss
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Like Real People Do by E L Massey - I finished the book, sort of. I knew there was a sequel, but I didn't realize that it's part of a four book series and the first two books are basically part 1 and part 2 of the same story. Like Real People Do picks a stopping point rather than having a solid ending, but that's fine with how the book is structured.

It's about a college kid who is a serious figure skater trying to navigate a seizure disorder. He winds up dating a closeted NHL hockey prodigy. I enjoyed it, but might take the rest of the series a book at a time.

It's very medium stakes. Nothing is high drama, but there are serious issues in both of the MC's lives that grounds the romantic fantasy elements. It's really well written, just not exactly my cup of tea. But, definitely the palate cleanser I needed after Goaltender Interference.

I don't typically like YA, anything involving teens, or meant for teens. One of the characters struggles to deal with his emotions in a way that feels real for his age without milking it for drama or making him feel unsafe to be around. I also liked how the characters are trying to handle a difficult situation and be mature about it, but every once in a while the far-more-mature character is just done with trying to be an adult and decides to just make out or lets himself sound a bit whiny. Basically, he goes easy on himself sometimes and gives himself permission to not try to be perfect, and that lets both Main Characters relax and keeps stress from building in the relationship. A lot of things are just really well handled.

Hockey score - I am going to give all hockey romances a hockey score from now on. It's decent! Doesn't really get much into hockey culture or crunchy things about hockey, but does get into the realism of things like minor injuries. There is no Major Injury plot point or drama, but the Hockey Player Main Character being banged up, run down and also on medication after a bad hit messing up his life a bit was a nice bit of realism. Massey definitely gets a point there. The Hockey Player Main Character being a captain at nineteen without someone wearing the 'A' to either support him or help mentor him into the role feels very unlikely, especially since he's a mess. He's not a mature young man, he's got underage DUIs. Making part of a leadership core and giving him the C symbolically would make more sense. But, it's part of the set up the author was going for so I'm not bothered. The unlikely-but-not-impossible bits are there for a reason.

Also, I really liked that the author understood the difference between hockey skating and figure skating, like that certain figure skate moves don't work in hockey skates. One reason I was very reluctant about trying this book was other authors ignoring all that, sometimes aggressively ignoring skating physics for cute moments.

Burn, doors

Mar. 19th, 2026 06:44 pm[personal profile] ranunculus
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Took till about 2 pm but all of the brush from yesterday's activities has been burnt up.   I got pretty hot and tired.  Drank about a gallon of water/gatoraid.  Missed the rock show/conference in Willits.  Oh well, next time.  
Tomorrow is planting little plants in the garden, finishing the compost bin cleanout and cleaning the filthy horse corral. 
There are still broccoli plants to put out, some pink mitzuna and dill that really wants to be planted out.  I'd love to transplant some of the baby marigolds but don't think they are quite ready yet, we'll see.  I might even risk planting out squash and cucumbers...
There is a big kerfuffle going on down in SF about doors.  All four of the doors that lead to the garden need replacing.  The bottom of the downstairs flat door was substantially rotted with the exterior face peeling off up about a foot. ICK.  We like getting lots of light into the house so chose doors that were 3/4 glass with about 18 inches of wood on the bottom.  Sadly they don't actually make that door in an exterior model. These are aluminum clad doors that come with an exterior finish that matches the windows.  We thought we might use a different manufacturer but of course the finishes don't match. In fact the color pallets were so different we couldn't even see a contrasting color we could use. Sigh.  So full glass, double pane doors. They have a coating on one pane that is virtually unbreakable so no security worries. 

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Mar. 19th, 2026 07:15 pm[personal profile] olivermoss
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* There is going to be a Heated Rivalry night at a Red Sox game? The baseball team? Okay, sure. Hockey teams keep doing Fourth Wing nights and a baseball team is going to do HR.

* Connor Storrie is going to be on an upcoming ep of Criminal Minds? That show still exists? It's on season 18, and has been renewed for 19? Wow...

The ep filmed a while ago. Connor posted some pics to his insta during filming and then deleted them. I remember the pics, now we know what they were from. Him and Hudson both deleted a lot when they blew up. Hudson deleted whole accounts. The two of them, especially Hudson, joke like they have no media coaching but I am pretty sure they actually do have a consultant or something, they are just very in control rather than having a studio try to leash them. (It is actually possible to leash Hudson, I've seen video footage of it. It's in one of this student films. Wait, in one of them or two?)

One thing after another, really

Mar. 19th, 2026 08:45 pm[personal profile] oursin
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So I think I've pretty much got my presentation sorted for next week at around the right length and with a slightly superogatory Powerpoint, but everybody seems to do these these days, sigh.

And I have got off a review of an article which was not as bad as I thought it was going to be, not bad at all.

And I have read the thesis I was asked to read and am trying to think of some questions which are not, which novelist would you pick to depict the seething tensions within [local organisation therein discussed], because I was going, hmmm, is this Barbara Pym purlieu or not?

And although there have been some hiccups along the road a further volume in the Interminable Saga should be appearing in the not too distant future though there are some niggling things still happening.

And I may have mentioned Doing A Podcast some months ago and the same people have come back to ask me to contribute to another one in their series, for which I realise I ought to do a certain amount of prep.

Book review still hanging over me.

Various matters of life admin.

My home spa in progress

Mar. 19th, 2026 04:36 pm[personal profile] allezhop
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started putting together my vibroacoustic bed - a setup where you listen to relaxing music /binaural beats and feel the frequency vibrate through the bed for relaxation purposes - build last night, and it went pretty well. I got farther than I expected. I was just planning to get everything out of the boxes and make sure I had the parts. Before I knew it, I was connecting the bass shaker to the amp, and the amp to the laptop. Then I cut up just enough of my futon fabric to expose wood to mount the bass shaker. (This wasn't perfect, but it works great.)

Then I hit a wall, trying to figure out how to get the amp to pick up from the USB-C, and my headphones to also play the music. I tried a work around using Sound Mixer, but that didn't work, either. So I got as far as downloading Soundmeeter, but my brain was feeling frazzled by that point; and I had already made way more progress with it than I had planned.

When I got home from work today, it took less than 2 minutes to get everything running the way that I wanted it to ! Definitely pays off to wait till I'm less frazzled. (Give that brain a break from head injury recovery, I guess.) And then I had 15 minutes of deep relaxation, because it really felt so good. ( I would have done more, but I have CPR training tonight. So tomorrow will be in a whole hour.)

I'm really pleased with how it worked out... and that I can do this whenever I want at home, instead of driving 20 minutes to the place and only getting to do it once a month for free. 
 

Posted by Bill Gifford

Cold-­water bathing has a long history as a health hack. The ancient Greeks and Romans partook to treat fevers. Eighteenth-­century mental institutions employed a tactic called the bain de surprise, suddenly dunking their patients in cold water to jolt them out of their depression or psychosis. (Some doctors aimed to wet only the head to cure “hot brain.”) Last year, Mehmet Oz, the celebrity doctor who is now the head of Medicaid and Medicare, posted an Instagram video of himself in a one-man ice bath, promoting it as a possible boon for immunity and longevity. “Maybe you affect how the mitochondria work,” he says, before dunking his head into the bath and then flipping his hair as “Careless Whisper” plays in the background.

Maybe. Certainly the plunge has a bit of logic behind it. Cold exposure dampens inflammation, which can contribute to a person’s risk of heart disease and cancer. In nature, some very long-lived animals, such as the bowhead whale (lifespan: about 200 years) and the Greenland shark (500 years) basically cold plunge for their entire life. In fact, cold water does seem to provide some benefits for humans as well—just not the ones that Oz and other wellness enthusiasts most loudly promote.

Cold-­plunge partisans claim, for instance, that cold exposure activates “brown fat,” a special type of fat tissue that burns energy to generate heat. Activating this fat is said to convey almost-magical health benefits, reducing the risk of diabetes and other chronic diseases. Casey Means, President Trump’s pick to be surgeon general, pointed to brown fat when explaining to her followers why she’s come to “LOVE cold plunges” in a 2024 Instagram post. Unfortunately, most adults typically have only a few grams of brown fat, so any beneficial effect from activating it is likely quite small. Even a study of Wim Hof, the Dutch health guru nicknamed “The Iceman” who helped popularize ice bathing, proved disappointing: Using fMRI and other imaging techniques, researchers found that his brown-fat activation after a session of his Wim Hof Method (breathing exercises plus extended cold plunging) was “unremarkable.” (In an email to The Atlantic, Hof acknowledged that brown fat is not primarily responsible for warming the body in cold environments, but said that his breathing techniques support muscular activity that functions as a “physiological radiator.” He did not elaborate on the health effects of said muscular activity or cold plunging more generally.)

[Read: How cold can a living body get?]

Cold plunging has also been touted as a workout-recovery tactic. It took off after Paula Radcliffe, once the fastest women’s marathoner of all time, told BBC Sport in 2002 that post-race ice baths were her secret weapon. Michael Phelps and LeBron James have carried the torch, and photos of pained athletes sitting in icy tubs have become a social-­media staple, spreading the practice to the common gym goer. Last month, Health and Human Services Secretary Robert F. Kennedy Jr. posted a workout video (co-starring Kid Rock) in which he does push-ups and rides an exercise bike in a sauna, then does a cold plunge in his jeans. (HHS did not return a request for comment.) Although a handful of studies suggest that cold-­water immersion may help reduce feelings of muscle soreness after exercise, it also seems capable of limiting your gains. Some studies have shown that cold-­water immersion immediately after resistance exercise ­reduces gains in muscle size and strength. One 2015 study found that cold plunging after resistance training reduced muscle growth by 20 percent.

Cold plunging has grown so popular that it seems to be almost mandatory at many North American sauna establishments. In some, guides wield timers and even whistles to ensure that patrons realize the full health benefits of “contrast therapy,” moving from a hot sauna to an icy-cold plunge and back again. But research suggests that the hot part of contrast therapy ­may be more helpful for muscle health and exercise gains, and that intermittent cold plunging may even neuter those benefits. For example, the cardiovascular and cellular benefits of heat adaptation typically take place when the core body temperature reaches about 101.3 degrees Fahrenheit. But many contrast-therapy regimens march their adherents into a cold plunge immediately after the hot sauna, which pulls their core temperature down before it can rise to the sweet spot. The current trend in the NBA, for instance, is to toggle between 15-minute infrared-sauna sessions and three frigid minutes of plunge.

In fact, recent research suggests that heat alone is a better exercise-recovery tool than ice or cold water. A 2017 clinical trial had volunteers perform an hour of “exhaustive” arm-cycling intervals (think stationary bikes but with handheld cranks instead of pedals). They recovered far better from this ordeal when their arms were warmed rather than cooled. In yet another study, researchers found that cold-­water immersion did nothing for subjects with laboratory-­induced muscle damage, whereas warm water speeded healing and reduced soreness. Perhaps that’s because warm water (or a warm sauna) opens blood vessels, increasing blood flow to the tired or injured muscles. It also activates heat-shock proteins, which repair damaged cells. Cold water, however, does the opposite—constricting blood flow, blunting repair mechanisms, and making muscles and connective tissue less elastic.

[Read: How did healing ourselves get so exhausting?]

Even the doctor who popularized the RICE injury-recovery protocol in the 1970s—­rest, ice, compression, and elevation—­has recanted the “ice” part, after it became clear that inhibiting inflammation can also inhibit healing. In the 2010s, researchers found that transient inflammation created by exercise (and other short-term stressors) acts as a signaling mechanism that helps marshal the body’s own healing response, while also spurring the strength and endurance improvements brought on by exercise.

Still, many if not most of the published studies on cold plunging, including those that undermine its hype, are quite small, with 20 subjects or fewer, the large majority of whom were healthy, fit young men likely volunteering for studies at universities they attended. Relatively few subjects were female, or old enough to be president. These studies also tended to be short-­term, sometimes involving only a single ice bath or hot-­water-­immersion session. And for obvious reasons, carrying out a truly blind study of cold (or heat) exposure is impossible.

The popularity of cold plunging may come down to the simple truth that it makes some adherents feel good. In the only truly large-­scale cold-water study, done in the Netherlands, researchers told more than 3,000 people to take cold showers. They ranged in age from 18 to 65, and they were randomized to end their usual daily shower with 30, 60, or 90 seconds of cold water for a month. The study wasn’t designed to measure brown-fat activation or muscle recovery, but it did reveal that the cold showerers missed about 30 percent fewer workdays than a control group who took only hot showers every day. Both groups reported the same number of total illness days—but for whatever reason, the cold showerers seemed more motivated to go into work.

The amazing thing about this study, however, was that many of the subjects voluntarily continued with the cold showers after the initial 30-day study period expired—although they, presumably, were no longer being compensated for participating in the study. This may speak to why some people swear by cold plunges and showers with an almost-religious fervor. They get hooked.

“That sudden fall in skin temperature releases quite a lot of stress hormones, and ends up releasing serotonin. So you get a feel-good factor,” Mike Tipton, a professor of extreme physiology at the University of Portsmouth who has studied cold-water immersion for decades, told me. “It’s the thing that makes you feel alive.” Perhaps the most consistent reported benefit of cold-water exposure is its effect on mood and mental health. People do it because, for some reason, it makes them feel better.

I struggle with cold plunging, mostly because I dislike cold water and pain, and being hounded into doing things. To me, a plunge usually feels best when it is over. I began to see the appeal only after a 2024 experience at Sauna Days, an eclectic gathering that’s like a music festival, but with wood-burning saunas instead of bands, held near the shores of Lake Superior, the deepest, rockiest, and coldest of the Great Lakes. I was initially happy to sleep through the early-morning swims that most other attendees were partaking in—I was there for the saunas—but eventually, the combination of a sunny day, the coaching of a friend, and latent FOMO led me to the water. At the rocky shore, I gingerly waded in and squatted, keeping my hands and, crucially, my nipples out of the 43-degree water. To my surprise, I felt relief rather than pain, as I unloaded all of that pent-­up sauna heat into the chilly lake water. I dunked myself neck-­deep and let out a deep, satisfying sigh.

Submerged in Lake Superior, I realized that viewing cold plunging as so many of its champions suggested—through the lens of health optimization, as a purely physical practice wrapped in bro science—had been a mistake. That wasn’t it at all. It was really more about changing your mental state, knocking you out of whatever spiral you happen to be stuck in—­rather like a bain de surprise. (To be fair to Oz, he mentions this upside too: Plunging is a reminder, he says, that “your mind is strong and your body can keep up.”)

My second mistake had been to think of plunging as a purely solo activity. My Instagram Reels are replete with longevity bros (and babes) dunking themselves in one-person cold plunges that resemble high-design coffins. But I found that the cold was much easier to take with company, which turned it into a bonding experience, as opposed to ritual self-punishment. I had to admit, splashing around in water cold enough to induce hypothermia had a certain thrill. I felt a little naughty. And I felt even better when I got out.

This article has been adapted from Bill Gifford’s forthcoming book, Hotwired: How The Hidden Power of Heat Makes Us Stronger.

Here’s the other cognition/aging/Alzheimer’s paper that caught my eye. In a similar way to the work I highlighted yesterday on proteins released by the liver affecting the blood-brain barrier and overall brain function, this one is finding another external signal, from from an unexpected direction.

The authors studied the intestinal microbiomes of mice as they aged, and found that species that produce medium-chain fatty acids become more and more prevalent. Then a complex series of events start taking place: these metabolites are ligands for the human GPR84 protein and can drive inflammation in myeloid cells through that activation. This in turn weakens the neural traffic through the vagal system, and this loss of “interoceptive” signaling to the brain leads to a decline in hippocampal function. Impaired memory, in other words. 

Now that’s one that I wouldn’t have seen coming, but as the paper shows in its references, there are a number of other reports pointing in this microbiome/memory direction. Now overall, the signal/noise of microbiome work is not as high as it should be, but papers like this new one are an important step in shoring up such hypotheses, trying to bridge some of the “by some mechanism that we haven’t figured out yet” gaps. It’s not that new and interesting ideas have to eliminate all of those leaps, but if you have to invoke that sort of thing too many times you’re asking for trouble. Here’s how you avoid that (hint: it involves an awful lot of work).

One experiment done here was to house very young (two-month old) mice with old (18-month-old) ones, which led to exchange of microbiome species between the two cohorts and an equilibrium that looked quite a bit more like the old ones. This didn’t seem to have any real effects on physical health and energy levels (or even things like exploratory behavior), but the short-term and long-term memory task performance of the young mice declined. To control for social effects, the team tried things like direct faecal microbiome transplants from the old mice into the young ones, and this recapitulated the memory effects all by itself. Meanwhile, co-housing gnotobiotic (germ-free) mice of both age groups did not affect the memories of the younger ones. Similarly, treating regular groups of young and old mice with two weeks of antibiotics also restored memory task performance in both cohorts.

And yes, the aged germ-free mice also performed much better on memory tests than the ones with typical microbiomes, so all of these results point in the same direction. There appears to be a gut microbial factor that impairs memory in older mice. Looking at the bacterial species that were present across different ages, Parabacteroides goldsteinii looked like the top candidate. (That one has already been the subject of a great deal of microbiome work in humans, as that link will show) Colonizing either germ-free or post-antibiotic mice with this species alone brought on the memory trouble, but this effect could not be demonstrated with other species that increased with age, nor with some that showed no real change as the mice aged.

Looking at the brains of the impaired mice, it appeared that neuronal function was disrupted in the hippocampus and in several areas known to be involved with sensory processing. A weird and interesting result was that many of the neurons involved in the vagus nerve’s gut-to-brain connections express the TRPV1 vanilloid receptor. Chemogenetic silencing of this receptor gave memory behavior similar to the aged mice, while activation of it seemed to restore function in the elderly cohort. That extended even to such low-tech methods as giving the mice capsaicin as a TRPV1 agonist (!) Other gut-responsive signals such as CCK or GLP-1 showed improvements in the presence of added agonists, although their underlying levels were not changed with aging and/or P. goldsteinii infection.

Further experiments showed that (as mentioned above) medium-chain fatty acids produced by those bacteria seem to be the actual signal driving these effects. Oral administration of things like decanoic acid and 3-hydroxyoctanoic acid were enough to affect cognition by themselves, and demonstrated effects along the whole causal chain the above work had laid out (vagus nerve activation and the sensory and hippocampal brain regions). These are known to be ligands for GPR84, and the team showed that mice with inactivating mutations in that receptor were immune to the effects of added medium-chain acids and showed delayed onset of memory trouble in general as compared to wild-type mice. The receptor is largely found in myeloid cells (macrophages, monocytes, and neutrophils) and ablating these also restored memory function (demonstrated through a set of bone-marrow experiments).

This looks to me like a very solid paper where the authors have tried to shore up every step of their hypothesis. Inflammation-driven defects in interoceptive signaling truly does look like a cause of memory decline in mice: but does it work that way in humans? You can bet that work is going on as we speak to find that out, but this pathway fits in very well with the overall idea that inappropriate inflammation is a driver of age-related brain dysfunction. But I have to say, we weren’t looking for it first in the gut rather than directly in the brain! There’s clearly a lot of work to be done here, and direct pharmacological intervention in these interoceptive pathways could really be beneficial. Starting with more hot sauce, given those capsaicin results? Try it today!

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I can't believe I dreamed an entire opera whose closing performance by a small local outfit I was all set to attend before it was canceled at the last unavoidable minute. It was a Gian Carlo Menotti from 1948 and had never before received a Boston premiere. I had read its libretto for years because it was full of sand and sea-haunting: No body that presses its mouth to the shore closer than your mouth to mine. No eye that fades into the haze of the sun more fixed than your eye to mine. No ship of a letter that crosses the seas faster than my hand to yours, unless it has foundered, unless it has torn on the black rocks of the heart. It had one of his terse, enigmatic titles, The Visitor. The company that had put it up was called Marmalade and Gold, an allusion whose meaning did not escape the event horizon of waking, and specialized in bare-bones, slightly more than concert performances of oddities or undeserved obscurities of the twentieth-century opera world: I remember perusing the catalogue of previous seasons on their website and approving of their choices, all of which I suspect of not existing outside of the hour or so I was asleep. Erich Wolfgang Korngold did write a bunch of operas, mostly before—very popular choice—leaving Germany, but I do not believe a 1932 Der lahme König was among them. I am having a terrible week for which the external world offers nothing in the way of respite and even if I didn't get to hear any of its music, I appreciate the inside of my head attempting to furnish a break of art.

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Mar. 19th, 2026 11:33 am[personal profile] olivermoss
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The *other* hockey romance book series becoming a TV show has finally dropped a trailer



I am going to watch at least the start of it, we'll see how long I last. I do want to see sexy hockey scenes, but I don't know if I'd enjoy anything except those bits. I am glad the show got so delayed and it didn't come out right when Heated Rivalry did. There may be some people trying to compare them / pit them against each other, but it will be at least way less intense.

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Mar. 19th, 2026 02:30 pm[personal profile] maju
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For some reason the girls have Thursday and Friday off school this week, plus my son in law is working from home today and tomorrow, so the house is the complete opposite of how it was for the first three days of the week - full and busy.

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Not much going on here. I had a lot of really bad dreams last night. At least that pain in my side has gone but I'm still worried about it coming right back when I get off these meds.
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The sky was beautifully blue on Sunday, a helpful incentive to get me out in the garden. I unstrangled the blackcurrant bushes from the netting I had put very badly over them, then dug out a bunch of weeds, rediscovered the tentatively emerging rhubarbs, and planted a rhubarb root that I was given recently. Good job, plenty more to do.

lots more rambling about garden, dancing, and stuff )

Costume night at rehearsal this evening. I have accumulated a number of witchy outfit-adjacent items, it will be a matter of figuring out how they fit together. But at least I won't have to go on stage naked, even though that would probably be more authentic than anything else.

Birdfeeding

Mar. 19th, 2026 11:44 am[personal profile] ysabetwordsmith
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Today is mostly sunny and mild. :D

The stump grinder guy has come and gone. He did an excellent job. The stump in front of the garden shed is gone and the hole mostly filled, though I'll add some top soil to smooth it out more. The east path is nearly smooth, might need a bit of raking. I'm particularly impressed that a ring of daffodils around the plump stump is still there! I had expected to lose those, so the precision is noteworthy. The parking lot is also nearly smooth. He got right up to the edge of the sidewalk and rock wall, although he advised there are some buried rocks and concrete that we didn't know about. I may need to rake some areas, and certainly need to see about removing the last stubs from the sidewalk to recreate that defensive zone. My partner Doug plans to drive over the parking lot to press it down some before ordering a load of fresh gravel to top it. Progress!

I fed the birds. I've seen a mixed flock of sparrows and house finches. Cardinals are singing.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I put about half a bag of topsoil into the hole in front of the garden shed to smooth it out. That may need more later after it settles, but it'll do for now.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I filled a flat of 12 pots with potting soil and in each pot I planted 5 seeds of short landrace marigolds. These are similar to Shithouse Marigolds but shorter. If I can get them growing well, I can save money buying nursery marigolds. I covered them with a plastic tub to serve as a greenhouse. I still need to label them though.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I labeled the marigolds.

I checked the east path. It doesn't really need anything but grass seed. We'll need to buy a big bag of that. Recommended time for spring sowing is late March to mid-April.

I checked the parking lot. I picked up a few pieces of junk that were churned up, but it's also pretty good. I do need to work on clearing more of the sidewalk, but a lot of that will just be brushing dirt off it.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I started working on the sidewalk again. Much of what covers it is just loose dirt that needs to be scraped off. Some is still packed dirt and roots.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I watered the seeds under tubs.

It's 71°F now. Over the next few days, it's supposed to reach 80°F. 0_o

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I started the process of topping up troughs on the new picnic table. I want to finish those first six with the self-mulching potting soil.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

EDIT 3/19/26 -- I finished topping up the troughs. I'll need to get more American Countryside potting mix. I like how it self-mulches. Soon I'll be planting peas in these. My plan this year, instead of putting the peas in their own container, is to space them out so they fertilize other plants. We'll see how that works.

While the deep freeze killed a fair amount of things, much has survived. Crocus have already put out new flowers. The bluebell leaves weren't as damaged as I expected. More squills are blooming.

It is 7:20 PM and not quite full dark. This was my first after-supper yardening session. :D

I am done for the night.

Orchard Bees

Mar. 19th, 2026 04:02 pm[personal profile] bookscorpion posting in [community profile] common_nature
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This morning I went to check out the big insect hotel near the canal and I was just in time to catch a whole bunch of male European orchard bees who I am fairly sure had just hatched (the females will hatch a little later in the year).



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home and energy thoughts

Mar. 19th, 2026 07:49 pm[personal profile] tielan
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What if I don't want to run the electricity in my household like a standard Australian household?
 
thinky thoughts )

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