🌳 Fritillaria 🌳 @Fritillaria2@octodon.social

overthinking as performance art

I've had way too much to drink, and I smoked my one half-bowl of pot for the year, so, preemptively, I know! It makes no sense whatsoever. But I am laughing my ASS off, so be nice.

Linnaria purpurea (purple toadflax) is darker in its industrial location.

Satsop Business Park, WA

The curio cabinet I inherited now contains only its own key.

Interpret that as you will.

Key ingredients were in desperate need of use:

Old sopressata from freezer
Salvaged, moldy onion
New mushrooms, fried with onions
Cheddar cheese (what I got)
On mayonnaise-grilled wheat bread

Mineral water... wait, no...
Mirror Pond Ale while waiting
Helle’s Lager while eating

Forgotten Rainier cherries for dessert
(Who flippin’ forgets cherries?!? )

Oh, jesus this is too good.
Correction: “Was good”

Okay, maybe that wasn't so whiney. 😊

Summer is nigh, and the dark beer has been moved to make more space for IPAs which already hogged the shelves. To protest, I bought some lager. Microbreweries are making some lovely ones these days (Pilsners, too).

Today I bought Ninkasi Brewing Co's Helle's Lager, nice and crisp, less malty than some, but very nice.

Kölsch is the "new" kid on the block, and I've eaten, I mean DRANK it on tap. It's liquid bread dough. Bottled? More generic, but not an IPA. Phew!

When you don’t garden professionally much anymore:

There’s a tree coming down across the street from my gardening job here in Olympia. I hear the chipper and get all excited

Chips! Chips! I want! I want! Take them to my house!

... 30 miles away.

DRAT!

A lovely little (mangled) butterfly I found. Translucent wings, red spots on the (dorsal?) under side.

@nev

Saying goodnight to my daughter, she said, “Wake me up before you go.”
...
...
(You know how this ends.)

An evening with my 11 year-old, playing "Hallelujah" on our guitars, listening to different versions-- Cohen was a must to give her perspective on her favorite version, Buckley for the emotional beauty of his guitar...

I'm finally enjoying my kids. I mean *really* enjoying them.

I am so, so thankful for my music and my yoga that have carried me through these last four years. I don't know where I'd be without them.

Thank you, coffee-that-I accidentally-steeped-in-the-press-for-25-minutes, for being the best coffee I've made in months.☕

Happy 30th Anniversary to #101, #DepecheMode's iconic 1988 Concert for the Masses at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, and filmed by DA Pennebaker.

I was there! (And here's the photo--from the film!-- to prove it! 😉 ).

This gentleman walked me home from work.