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I promised y'all a post about making my first sweater this year. Here it is!

tldr: Finished in all its glory:

a hand-knitted sweater with a complex pattern: something kind of like a black houndstooth on a background of shifting burnt umber / purple-ish brown / golden brown, with black knitted cuffs and crew neck collar.

(Though I have to say, the colors in this sweater do *not* photograph properly with my phone. It's a lot more brick than yellow, and there's a gradient from the bottom to the top. The digital editor in my camera is determined to edit this like there's no tomorrow.)

more process nattering and photos under the cut )

alt text issues

Jul. 11th, 2025 12:38 am[personal profile] solarbird
solarbird: our bike hill girl standing back to the camera facing her bike, which spans the image (biking)

The last couple of posts I’ve made with images didn’t have their alt text make it to the Federation. It made it to Dreamwidth, but didn’t federate.

Let’s try this one:

A highly complicated cluster of street names on bike infrastructure and/or high-bike-use streets in east Seattle around Madrona. Is this alt-text visible to the Fediverse?

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chore list

Jul. 10th, 2025 06:05 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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Going to take it easy the rest of the night - got my orders out but still cramping, just want to rest.

My head is spinning with chores I want to do over the next three days before Josh gets home. So, just making a list for myself. I can organize/prioritize later :)

* dust everything
* launder everything
* change bedding on my bed and futon
* check for backup kitty litter box
* buy new kitty litter and venison for Avalanche
* sweep floors
* put away extra sparkle work items that are strewn about (sort and store in basement)
* sort and throw away/put away stuff under desk
* sort and put away/throw away random stuff on closet floor
* sort/throw away random stuff on desk
* sort/throw away old lotions/medications/etc. in bathroom
* replace shower curtain liner
* mop floors
* clean surfaces (tables/desks/shelves/appliances)
* wipe out inside of fridge
* wipe out inside of kitchen cabinets (top ones with food and cups)
* wipe off top of fridge
* dishes (obviously)
* clean mirrors and windows
* roll couch cushions
* replenish lint rollers
* sort/throw away old cat toys
* sort/throw away old cat supplies in kitty cabinet
* bleach out sinks and tub
* wash cabinet handles and doors/door frames/light switches
* sort/throw away stuff in large kitchen cabinet

It's going to be like a new apartment in here if I actually do all of this, lol.

I'd be really happy with half! :)

it was PMS

Jul. 10th, 2025 05:07 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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aaauuugghhhhhh, bleeding.

blaming the moon for this one ;)

Vacation starts now!

Jul. 10th, 2025 02:08 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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work day is over already, so grateful. despite the lack of income. i'm tired and thrilled to get an unplanned rest, especially while Josh is away so the apartment is empty, just me and avalanche. I found her curled up on my sleeping spot in my unmade bed when I got home, sound asleep. I startled her as I usually come home much later.

tummy is starting to calm down. I think it might be pms, along with food disagreements, we'll see. I had a little bit of salmon after an earlier spoonful of plain greek yogurt, a banana, an apple, and a few cashews.

Working on a lovely afternoon cup of coffee.

Natasha wants to visit and bring the three kitties! Avalanche's mom and dad (now fixed), plus adopted little brother (unaltered, I believe, but very calm, and Avalanche is also spayed so all good). I am excite!

This is also really good motivation to use this unplanned vacation time to clean the apartment! I am already in declutter mode, having recently fallen in love with a house that is for sale. This will help light a fire under me. It'll be so nice for Josh, too, to come home to a sparkling place. It's soooooooooo much easier for me to clean when he is not here. It'll be lovely. I hope I can maintain motivation. I'll put silly 90s/2000s movies on in the background maybe, or audiobooks, or dance music, whatever I need.

Need to get a couple of orders out before the post office closes, nice excuse for a bike ride on this soft mostly-overcast day. I'm so glad I got my flat fixed. New leveling up in not avoiding hard things. I'm getting stronger, at least in some ways.

Taking a dear friend to the airport tomorrow morning. I'll take Josh's car, it's easier and more comfortable and I filled the tank recently. Tyler kindly filled my tank yesterday also on the way to the mountain, we did Dog yesterday together, it was wonderful, warm and windy and perfect, he has been unbelievably kind, supportive, and loving lately; he is always so but this is extra much, just over-the-top wonderful. I will love him to the ends of the earth. Come what may.

They Fight Crime!

Jul. 10th, 2025 09:17 am[personal profile] elf
elf: Red & blue faces (Face Off)
I'd forgotten how much I love https://theyfightcrime.org.

He's a lonely skateboarding shaman with a winning smile and a way with the ladies. She's a bloodthirsty wisecracking wrestler who hides her beauty behind a pair of thick-framed spectacles. They fight crime!
He's an unconventional soccer-playing grifter in a wheelchair. She's an orphaned foul-mouthed socialite from out of town. They fight crime!
He's an oversexed ninja werewolf fleeing from a secret government programme. She's an enchanted snooty advertising executive with a knack for trouble. They fight crime!

something-something fic prompts )
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Today was really nice. Tuesdays are my Saturday. I try to use them to relax and catch up on chores, but I failed in that category today, oops. Hoping I'll have time this weekend due to the forced vacation. I do still want to henna my hair in the morning, I'll get up early and do that, and sweeping would be wonderful too, and cleaning the kitchen. Tyler wants to hike Dog so we'll see if I can get that all done before 11am ha - maybe two of the three?

Today I did some very timid silxing, and lots of PT at the gym, I think I want to buy a hula hoop? Doing it gave me heart palpitations today which was frankly a bit scary, it's only the second time I've ever felt them - the first was after swimming way too hard, about a year ago? It's another super fun perimenopause symptom, wheeeee. The hula hoop is not very strenuous so I'm not sure why it triggered that.

I considered paddle boarding but decided I didn't want to drive all the way to the mountain, so I elected to do a bike ride instead. It took a lot of prep and procrastination to get out the door, only to realize I had a flat.

So, I decided to go soaking instead.

I was the only one there! It was utter blissssssssssssssss. Really nice consolation prize.

The sun was hot but I was in the shade. The warm water was soothing. The sky was so blue. I soaked in the sun on the bench for a bit, took a couple cool misty showers, saved a ladybug and a large wasp from the water - unsure if the wasp was paper or dirt dauber but it was beautiful. I love wasps. (It helps that I've never been stung by any, save yellowjackets, whom I respect but do not have affection for lol.) A honey bee buzzed me - they are always hanging around the pool, as they attracted to the salts in the water. I felt its wings blow on the hairs on my skin but it chose not to land on me. I said hello gently. I love bees. I've been stung by honey bees but it was never their fault.

Once I was home and fed and rested, I realized I could easily put my bike in Josh's car and go get my tire fixed. And that I should do so asap, since biking is my easiest form of cardio since I can't run anymore and hiking mountains takes so much time, I can only do it once a week. So I did that. Super easy, the bike shop Josh took me to recently, Metropolis, is really nice. They helped me quickly and easily for barely anything and fixed my brakes, too. Bikes are wonderful. Bike shops are magic.

Picked up some groceries on the way home and filled Josh's tank, and then decided to do an evening bike ride up to rocky butte.

It was blisssssssssssssssssss. Cooler as I didn't start riding until 7:30pm. On the way home I got to watch the overheated clouds turn from whipped cream texture to colorful cotton candy.

Tyler alerted me to the moon rise, via text, after I got home.

I finished my veggies from yesterday with an avocado and rosemary gifted from our neighbors who just left for Europe - I am charged with watering their plants. And eating their herbs and avocados.

Watched the 2nd pirates movie with Avalanche, after my bike ride, while indulging in forbidden peanut butter with blackberries again. I forgot how silly that one was. I mean, they're all very silly. But the level of silliness steadily increases with each movie. Until On Stranger Tides honestly, I think that movie holds up the best of the sequels. Maybe I am just partial to feisty mermaids.

I like this one because Jack and Lizzie kiss in it. Only whilst trying to deceive one another. But still. Fun to watch. I like Johnny Depp, still; idc if he doesn't know how to adult in relationships with supermodels. It's not his fault society conditions us these ways. I wish he'd gotten the emotional support he needed when he was young. But I'm still grateful for his art, eternally.

A scary looking person at the gas station asked me for a dollar while digging through trash and cursing to himself, and then when I declined, called me a series of expletives and said he hoped I got in a car accident. In the past, something like that might have bothered me for a long time. I am so conditioned to our city being like this that I only felt a pang of pity and confirmation that I made the right choice saying no, that it is okay to not help people who seem threatening. I was alone and no one else was within eyesight, I did not want to get any closer to this person than I already was.

I try not to let them bleed me, but I do give handouts on occasion, when it feels right. That one didn't.

Collision. Most collisions are preventable. The term "accident" is a misnomer. They are not natural disasters. They are human-caused.

It's 1am whoops! I'm not used to watching movies ha. It's still very warm, but tomorrow will be cooler. I am so glad Tyler wants to hike with me. I'm happy on the mountain alone, but much happier with him.

I still have a week left to go without Josh! He's been messaging a lot. He's having fun, I am so glad. I am hanging in there.

Those of us with cPTSD have chronic nightmares, but the last two nights I've had really happy dreams. Filled with friends and love and laughter and exuberant joy. I wonder what that's about. More, please.
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Grok went gone full Hitler-supporting Nazi today. At first it was slightly hidden, but since I boosted this around, it’s just gone full-bore literal Nazi, calling for National Socialism and talking about what Hitler would do and why it would be good.

I don’t have time to write a long version of this, much less edit it to a good short version of this, so I’m just gonna dump my thesis:

I don’t think anyone changed Grok’s startup prompt.

I think they shifted weightings on sources until it started agreeing with Elon about all the shit he was mad at it about, and that meant…

…full-bore Nazi time.

Unintentionally.

But inevitably, since he’s literally a fucking fascist who literally threw a Hitler Rally-identical Nazi salute at the fucking inauguration.

Think about this, think about that, and think about who Elon is.

Today is a very good day to protest at a Tesla dealership. Find a protest near you. Get out, show up, do shit.

And it’s always a very good day to leave X behind forever.

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Careless People

Jul. 8th, 2025 08:31 am[personal profile] solarbird
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My hold at the library came up, so I finally got to read Careless People, Sarah Wynn-Williams’s memoir about her time at Facebook.

You should read it.

No matter how bad you might think Facebook/Meta and its leadership might be, it’s almost certainly worse. Even if you know all of the pieces – all of the events discussed in the book were covered by the press in various forms before her memoir dropped – her presentation really pulls it all together.

Wynn-Williams doesn’t come off real great either herself, mind you. Early on, I found myself reacting with combinations of “…how did you expect this to play out?” and “this is both psychotically abusive and incredibly compromising, you should’ve walked. I literally would’ve walked out right here, and I know, ’cause I’ve done it.” (Tho’ to be fair, there have been a couple of times when I didn’t. But mostly, I have.) The recountings alternated between funny and hard to read, but in a way most people would mostly find funny – I think.

That was before it actually got to any of the worst parts, though, the parts where it went from a combination of entertainingly naive, occasionally pathetic, and often appalling to frankly revolting and rather deeply grim but still compelling as the… honestly, as the evil… crystallised.

But, well.

No matter how badly Wynn-Williams might come across in this memoir, Facebook comes off much, much worse.

So much worse.

So you should read it. No one other than Meta have contested the contents. Even they refer to the contents as “out of date” and “previously reported,” which worlds away from “lies” – although they do insist some of her accusations of behaviour by upper-level executives are “false.”

That’s probably about the sexual harassment, but I think we all know better.

More, Zuckerberg tried very hard to silence her and stop the book’s publication. He did manage to stop her – via binding arbitration – from promoting her work. That includes stating “orally, in writing, or otherwise any disparaging, critical or otherwise detrimental comments to any person or entity concerning [Meta], its officers, directors, or employees.”

The book came out anyway, because the publisher was in the UK, and said they didn’t care what an American arbitrator had to say.

And that’s one of the reasons you should read it.

Because if you think there is anything redeemable within Meta… based on the uncontested facts of this book… you are wrong.

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I miss all the cats who've been kind enough to associate with me. Many I have had deep, unforgettable bonds with. I think of them often. New Cat was my best friend for a long time. Willow came after her. Willow watched me become an adult and I was heartbroken for years over losing her. Then P-Funk, Darwin, and Lunar, my three little black old men cats.

Today, and lately, I've been missing Darwin the most. Darwin was rescued five weeks after P-Funk's death. He was a 20 year old cat who had been surrendered mysteriously, and I had just lost a 20 year old cat, and felt I had the room and capacity to give this one a good home.

Darwin is really the one who rescued me. Within a couple weeks he was out of his shell and so energetic that I double checked his age with the shelter, who sent me to the hospital he had been surrendered to, who confirmed that he was in fact 21. !!!

I had him until three weeks before his 23rd birthday. He was healthy, happy, and content for almost the entire time.

Darwin was mostly deaf, and would sometimes howl at the top of his lungs to hear himself, which I found hilarious.

He was the sort of cat who would daintily tap his paw on a leg - anyone's leg - to be asked to be lifted into a lap, as his legs were too arthritic to jump. He loved to snuggle into laps or sunbeams. He had a particular position he wanted to snuggle in under my arm every night, and if he came to bed and I was not in the right place, he would tap my shoulder with his paw until I rolled over and offered the crook of my arm for him to snuggle into.

There were a few small things that went wrong toward the end of his life, but for the most part, the entire time with him was absolute delight. He seemed so content and relaxed. Nothing ruffled his feathers. He seemed grateful for every moment. The week before his death he was still gently chasing cabbage moths in the grass. He was best friends with a neighbor cat who would come for walks with us nightly. Chester, a huge orange tabby, absolutely adored Darwin and would wait on our porch for him. (I always went with him, he did not go outside unsupervised.)

Darwin had the most peaceful death imaginable, at a vet he loved, surrounded in love and gentleness.

Sigh.

I don't believe in the afterlife or other woo-woo things, but I got what felt like messages from him afterward, signs of different sorts from different places, in the form of art and music, that said we had known each other before and we would meet again. I resonate with identification as a star-seed, even though I don't believe in reincarnation or "oversouls" or anything like that, something about the starseed identification feels true in a way I don't understand. Similarly, I got messages that Darwin was also a starseed. It never occurred to me consciously that animals could also be starseeds, but of course they can - anything can be a star-seed. Technically we all come from star-stuff anyway.

So whenever a starseed message comes to me, I think of Darwin, and I miss him. It gives me a warm fuzzy feeling to think of him. There is a mystery there I don't understand. And I'm grateful for that connection.
solarbird: our bike hill girl standing back to the camera facing her bike, which spans the image (biking)

Here – here’s why I’m doing all this relabelling work in one photo of actual printouts of the same area of map, laid out side by side on a tabletop, and shot from above:

Direct photograph of two printouts of the Seattle 2023 base map (updated by me), the left one with new larger black-on-off-white street labels, right right with only the original smaller, grey-on-off-white street labels.

Look at the street names.

That’s why.

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Josh called me this morning from Chamonix and talked my ear off. He's a sweetie. It looks so beautiful and he's enjoying it immensely. He is learning why everyone was reassuring him that it would be easy, relative to his past travels to places like Ethiopia, Panama, and Nepal.

Had a rough night last night, I slept poorly - my upstairs neighbor is constantly dropping things on their floor in the middle of the night. I am afraid to say anything because it could be worse, but I hate it and it bothers me every night. They wake up from the fireworks or the resident campers yelling at each other just outside our windows, and then I have to wait for them to quit thumping around right above my head before I can go back to sleep. The upstairs neighbor is a young person with a drug problem so it figures they don't sleep well, and get up and stomp around anytime anything wakes them up.

I think this is why I got a migraine when I finished work, today. I ate junk food for the first time since I started tracking my food last week, and with each peanut butter pretzel, I felt my headache decrease. I really do use food as a pain reliever.

Work itself was lovely, aside from the a/c not being able to quite keep up with the warmth outside. I will get an earlier start tomorrow on keeping the building cool so it should be better conditions tomorrow. I hope.

Took a nap when I got home, head still hurts but I feel a little better.

Avalanche has been glued to me since Josh left. I think it makes her nervous to not have her dad around.

When I went to take a nap, she curled up with me on the bed.

When I got up and had avocado and peanut butter with blackberries, she curled up on a chair next to me at the table.

While I am typing now, she is on my lap purring up a storm and staring at me with slow-blink sleepy happy smiley eyes.

peanut butter with berries is one of my favorite treats (avocado is technically a berry! I also love peanut butter with apples or bananas, or yogurt or oatmeal or toast or pretty much anything lol), and something I can't have when Josh is here because he is violently allergic to peanuts.

I am stopping a lot to pet my cat :)

It's a beautiful day, low 80s, tomorrow and the next few days will be closer to 90 so I'm enjoying this as much as I can with this headache. I need to rest up and recover, tomorrow is going to be a long work day.

...

Unsure what to do with my night, I am afraid to move much with the lingering headache issue. Might just stay still and eat more peanut butter and watch Clueless or something equally comforting.

...

I was reminded recently of an interaction with a new sparkler at my studio. It was funny. This was a young person (maybe late 20s), with a very unique flowy haircut, wearing swirly goddess-esque hand made jewelry and earthy flowy clothing, her name was not Onyx or Jade but some sort of precious stone - she had tattoos that looked like a cross between tribal and fairy markings - she was soft spoken and talked about the world and others in a kind of blend of universal love with a mild amount of impatience at the pettiness of things in general - and she was explaining to me that the person who told her to come see me for sparkles had explained to her that I was a fairy and that "Sera is Your People," and she was sooooooooooo curious as to what about her could possibly indicate that she and I were in any way similar or The Same Kind Of People. Like, she was completely baffled.

If she were in a plain pencil skirt and smelled like Chanel, or was in a tee shirt with a brand name on it and flip flops, had manicured nails and carried in a plastic cup of Dutch Bros and talked about the last cruise she went on, and had bleached straightened hair, I would understand the confusion. But...., come on, Opal. You don't see the resemblance?

(Her name wasn't Opal, just using this to give the gist.)

It reminded me of a time in grad school when I had asked a classmate, who was male but also wore swirly hand-made jewelry and earthy layered clothes and corduroy, talked in an airy aloof way, had longish hair a certain amount of casual facial hair, thick rimmed glasses, and a soft voice, what it could possibly be about him that made me think that he might know where I could get weed. (Long story, someone had asked me if I could get some for a party they wanted to throw and I said I'd ask around - I was never a pot smoker myself.) He was just sooooo perplexed and baffled and told me that he did everything in his power to "appear neutral" and couldn't understand what about him could possibly indicate that he, and not the white button-down shirt and blue jeans wearing classmates I had who wore their hair short and spoke in matter of fact arrogance with a tinge of humor (required for graduate school in philosophy) would know where the weed was. Like, he was so insistent that he was "neutral." And he was so obviously not, as far as I could tell anyway. Like, my first thought was "hippie kid" when I saw him. I feel like Opal has a similar view of herself as looking totally "normal" and it's just so funny to me, how skewed ones concept of how they appear to others can be.

I can only imagine how I look from the outside, lol. At least I'm doing it intentionally. (If I ever look "normal" to anyone it is a total accident and entirely unintentional and I'm so sorry if I ever gave that impression :D )
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I am knitting the simplest possible* bottom-up sweater, and today I reached two simultaneous milestones:

1. I finished the main torso of the sweater to the point where I divide for the armholes.

2. I finished exactly one third of my total yarn.

Is that an appropriate amount of yarn to have used to this point? Will there be enough to knit the entire sweater? I HAVE NO IDEA!! One of my reasons for knitting a simple sweater is to give myself an idea of a yarn baseline. I want to find out what is the least amount of yarn I can use and make a sweater.

*Simplest possible for me, and yes, I am aware of the irony there. But it's stockinette, in the round, I'm really very close to the stitch and row gauge called for in the pattern, and I'm only making really very very few modifications as I go. (Just the ribbing depth and the body shaping and the total length and the sleeve-cap type and probably the sleeve shaping as well.) Practically no modifications at all!

I'm very happy with it so far, and am looking forward to seeing what happens with the rest of it. :D
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So I’m redoing the text on the Seattle 2023 bike map, because I figured out that while in digital form on a phone or something it’s okay, printed, it’s REALLY not.

And since the printed poster is the biggest single part of the point of this whole exercise, if I want this actually usable on streets people don’t already know… I have to fix it.

And fixing it means new text everywhere important, and often that means having to block out existing text.

The problem with this is that this sometimes means covering up streets. Not important ones, but streets nonetheless, where the old labels crossed that road and still need to be removed.

Let’s take Mary NW here:

The Seattle 2023 bike map, extreme closeup view showing several streets on Crown Hill, inside Inkscape, a vector-based graphics design application.

The original small label text for Mary NW crossed a road, probably… 95th street? Honestly not sure. It’s not labelled, so I’m not adding a label of my own.

To remove the old Mary Ave NW label, though, I had to block over it with the background colour. That removed part of a street line.

Now, sure, I could draw another line there and replace it. I’ve done that before and will do again if I have to. But that’s an extra step that I might be able to avoid, right? What if instead of labelling the road “Mary Ave NW,” I just labelled it “Mary NW” instead, and make sure the first vertical of the capital N lies where the street line should be?

There’s no Mary Street so there won’t be ambiguity, so why not?

N 90th Street lower and to the right is doing the same thing. So is NW 90th to the left, but it’s the leftmost diagonal bar of the W.

This isn’t a big flashy trick. If I do it right, nobody will ever notice that I did it. That’s the goal, really. It’s not something anyone should see.

But it is a good example of the delicate art of text placement. Particularly on a map.

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Okay, so, one of my best friends still has people from her neighbourhood being disappeared. It’s not getting better. It’s getting worse.

I’m not going to ID her here, not with undead pieces of shit like Laura Loomer literally calling for feeding everyone like her to alligators. But and she’s been talking about what’s going on around her, and there are fundraisers for families (via GoFundMe). They’re linked below, but mostly… honestly, I just want to let her talk.

Here are some of her words.


I know it’s drowned out by bigger news, and there’s 10000000 other things going on that require attention, I totally get it, but

ICE raids are still happening daily in Los Angeles and people are getting taken off the street

It’s not really safe for me to walk around, especially in the mornings to get errands done around my neighborhood

so

this is small and just one person, but please consider donating to Reyna. She is a tamale vendor I grew up with. She would laugh with my family and knew us as kids. I’ve never been so heartbroken like this. She literally has never been in any trouble. Her only crime was going to work her regular route selling her food and not being documented.

These are Zapotec (indigenous Mexican) community members who got taken on the first mass day of raids. They’re still trying to reach their goal.

I know this is like moral outrage shit, but like this is my community. It’s personal and it’s still happening and it’s just getting more and more brazen cuz cameras aren’t on them anymore.

They are stopping people based on racial profiling alone, they have taken people even with proof of citizenship in their cars or on their person, and the conditions they throw you into are basically deadly in their mini concentration camps with barely any food/water, no access to medication or hygiene products and not even any proper beds to sleep in.

It feels like the only people being searched for are those with connections here and those are the lucky ones. Dozens of others have no family or relatives here so they get forgotten about.

And no one should be forgotten.


Do what you can.

It should go without saying, but to be clear – neither of these fundraisers are for her. That might matter for some people, so I’m saying it.

Do what you can.

Next big protest day is July 17th. But there are many more things you can and should be doing.

Do what you can.

Everywhere.

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Once upon a time, I was friends with a guy named Jim. A very, very few of you might know him. Almost all of you won’t.

I walked away some years ago, blocked him on the socials over his support for the fascist, because I said that the fascist’s promises absolutely, positively, literally required American concentration camps, and that’s what he was supporting by supporting the fascist, and I could not abide that…

…and yet, he carried on, saying I was a fool, and that none of it would ever happen.

(I asked him then why did he support someone he insisted was lying to him. I do not remember getting an answer, before I quit.)

So now that we have American concentration camps…

…and now that people with direct access to the fascist are talking about sending literally every American citizen of Latino heritage there to die…

Laura Loomer on X, screencap-quoted on Bluesky:"Alligator lives matter. The good news is, alligators are guaranteed at least 65 million meals if we get started now."El Norte Recuerda on Bluesky, who posted the screencap:"The entire Latino population in the U.S. is 65 million. She means all of us."

(it will require more concentration camps than that, of course, but that’s a detail which makes no difference)

I wonder…

…has he yet been moved to repentance?

Or is he still a good and solid member of that wretched cult?

It’s immaterial now, of course. We are long past the point where the pebbles’ opinions matter, and crimes already done cannot be undone.

But once in a while, I think of it.

And for a moment – a pointless, irrelevant moment – I still wonder.

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Tyler's birthday

Jul. 2nd, 2025 05:52 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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had a really nice day with Tyler. Quiet and gentle. I feel better. I would have rather hiked longer but my ankle is still bothering me from a father's day mishap, so maybe gentler is better, I don't know. Might go for an evening bike ride later, forage for some fresh rosemary. I'm out.

While we were up at angel's rest, I pointed out a bird that I thought was a turkey vulture - it's what I see most frequently in the gorge - but as I watched it gently soar by, a little above eye level, I could clearly see with no doubt that it was a juvenile bald eagle. I know these birds intimately now, after watching Gizmo and Sunny on the nest for three months. I could clearly see the eagle's face and body and feathers, there was no mistaking the species. It felt like it was looking at me. But there were also bunnies on the trail so more likely it was watching those, lol. We hiked early as per Tyler's preference - I would rather go later when there are fewer people. It was packed up there. This is the closest gorge hike to Portland, only a 30 minute drive, and parking is free.

I was grateful for the moment with the young eagle. The girls haven't been seen at the lake by the cameras or the locals who've been reporting on them. This is very concerning. Most eagles take 6-12 weeks to disperse. This has only been three weeks since fledging. The same thing has happened with all of Jackie's previous offspring, and all of her fledglings so far have died. I am not an eagle expert, but I know enough to know that they have to live by what's called "kleptoparasitism" for the first year of their lives, as they are not skilled enough to hunt live fish for themselves yet. So they must steal from other birds and scavenge to survive. Watching Sunny with the squirrel three weeks ago, they were nowhere near ready for that kind of life on their own - Jackie had to tear apart the squirrel for her. They need to learn from their parents, starting with collecting fish the parents drop, then stealing from their talons after a catch, etc. I just don't see how they've had time to learn enough of those skills yet.

(Edit - okay the youtube volunteer eagle experts do actually say 3-12 weeks after fledging is typical for dispersal. It still just seems too early, to me.)

I hope they are just exploring and seeing how far they can get on their own before they come back for more help from their parents. Because there are two of them - this is the first time Jackie has had two chicks survive long enough to fledge together - maybe they are emboldened to go a little further, since they have each other for support and reassurance. Supposedly, they sometimes revisit the nest for several weeks or even months after they fledge. Occasionally they will stay in the area for an entire year, I was selfishly hoping this would happen, even though it is so unusual, since the lake is full of fish and there are no other nesting eagle pairs in the area - it seems like a perfect place to scavenge discarded fish from people who are fishing and toss fish back that often don't survive, and also road kill since it is such a developed area. It would be more reassuring to know they had parental guidance for longer. But. Eagles are supposed to be nomadic until they mate, so this is all probably normal and natural and I should not fret so.

Regardless, it was nice to have a moment with a young eagle out in the wild, today.

We also saw bunnies, and ghost pipe.

Tyler shared his birthday treats with me, he wanted to make up for me not celebrating my own birthday in May, even though I reassured him that I didn't want to celebrate and having him at Green Ridge was all the gift I needed. I had some heavenly little tiny doughnuts from Pip's and a couple bites of a red velvet cupcake, and he got me a black rock cold brew with cream and cold foam and it was AMAZING, I had an almond milk latte from a black rock place years ago and it was awful so I didn't know they could make good drinks, but this was lovely. Birthday freebies are fun. :) I gave him a couple little gifts, too. I hope he had as much fun as I did.

too sad.

Jul. 1st, 2025 10:58 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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cried when i woke up this morning.

cried in therapy. therapist says if i have a downswing i can reach out to him between sessions and if he can, he will make time for me. not sure i will ever do that, but it was nice of him to offer.

i have downswings every day tho?

:(

spending the day with tyler tomorrow will help. i'm exhausted tonight, work and chores did me in, but i will try to get up early and get my hair dyed while i clean the kitchen and make lunch and wrap a lil gift for him. we are hoping to hit a few freebie birthday treats and get a hike in (silver star redux, perhaps)

here are a handful of photos from silver star on sunday. Josh in the background with his "fluffy flower" in one, Mt St Helens and Rainier in another.








Everyone is calling this "sub-alpine mariposa lily" this year but I learned it as "cat's ear mariposa" years ago and I'm sticking with my name lol

perspective.

Jun. 30th, 2025 06:39 pm[personal profile] serafaery
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when I feel an impulse to feel repulsed by everyone who does weed, I try to think of Willy Nelson. I like him, he's cool, he can do all the weed he wants. When I get hateful rage at all children after watching a group of them tearing up dozens of stalks of bear grass at the summit of a beautiful mountain that people travel far to see and beating each other with them and throwing them aside like garbage just to rip up more, while parents walk away obliviously, I think of Ragnar, who I love, and would probably think that game was fun, too. Also flying private jets to a wedding is way worse for the world than wrecking a field of wildflowers. sigh. This post brought to you by a random non-alcoholic beer that was supposed to be my after-work relaxation treat but for some unforgivable reason smells like weed (which to me is nauseating).
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(202) 224-3121

Tell your Republican Senator or Senators that you demand they vote AGAINST the Big Ugly Bill that transfers wealth to the billionaire class at a scale not seen in decades if ever, and balloons the national debt to levels never imagined.

They’re still going through amendments. There is still time, if you call RIGHT. NOW.

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anxious monday morning.

Jun. 30th, 2025 08:56 am[personal profile] serafaery
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feeling a bit better today. whatever physical/chemical ailment that was causing that intense emotional discomfort has seemed to ease off a bit. it's not gone. i don't think i've felt it totally leave for more than a fleeting moment here or there in a couple of years, at least it seems that way. that hot tight ball of discomfort is still there in the center of my body, but it's less intense, today.

dragged my husband up a beloved trail yesterday. i was giddy from the get-go. trails just make me happy. i was miserable in the morning, Avalanche was sneezing so I finally swept the floors, despite the terrible timing, and have never seen so much dust and fur. Josh actively gets in the way of this chore but I just pushed through this time, I can't leave Avalanche in a dirty apartment like that. Or us. I felt much better when that was done.

I got my beargrass fix on Silver Star mountain. I'll post pics later.

We got a late start on a hot day but I was happy anyway. Josh ended up pretty melted, but I fed him lunch at the top, and on the way home we saw a girl on a street corner with one of those fabulous fruit carts that are all over the place in Venice Beach, so we got one of those and it was heavenly and perked him up quite a bit. We also got ice cream and n/a beer and n/a wine and drinks on the way home so I will never lose this stubborn extra 7lbs but oh well lol.

Need to try to get some office work done before I leave and I have not much time, I am nervous about seeing a new Ob/Gyn tomorrow and hope at least I'll have someone I can consistently get hormones from who won't argue with me about it.

Pondering chelation surgery and running. I miss it so. It's the only thing that stabilized my mood consistently. Not sure if cutting into my body is the right way to go. The last surgeon I talked to about it told me to just do whatever I want and when it's bad enough I can get the joint fused. But it feels bad enough now. I don't want to hobble myself at age 50. I hate that I can't even do push-ups without shoes on, it hurts my toes too much with the bone spurs in them. I'm down to only 10 push-ups after having 30 last year. But. I so desperately want to run. I am so miserable without it. It's been almost two and a half years and I have not found a way to deal with not being able to run, yet. I keep trying things but nothing is the same, or there are barriers that I can't seem to overcome. Maybe I just haven't found the right alternative, yet.

...

On Silver Star, we saw a pika! I've heard them many many times while hiking in rocky areas, including on our way up this trail yesterday, but this is the first time I actually laid eyes on one - they are pretty shy. It was the cutest aaaaaagh! They are related to rabbits. Josh spotted it before I did, on our way down.


(We did not get a photo, but this was taken in the same general area, this is what they look like, squeeeeeeee! They live in rocks and make funny little nests full of plant fluff and they make a cute little Pi! barking/squeaking like sound.)

BBC Earth did a silly little profile of them years ago:

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Jun. 29th, 2025 07:05 pm[personal profile] teaotter
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I got TWO utterly lovely stories for [community profile] femgiftboxes! Both of them were for my original fiction prompt: Woman who reads in public/the monster who keeps men from interrupting her reading

Shared Time, by [personal profile] anagrrl

She waits, and she keeps herself to herself, tightly contained, as the time draws nearer.

And then she arrives. The Reader.


*flails* This was SO GOOD. A really very alien point of view character and just so much of what I love about books, all wrapped up together.


Ends and Beginnings, by [personal profile] kalloway

There was a wisp of shadow and a pressure around Allie's ankles as she stood at the tiny counter of her tiny kitchen, having just chopped vegetables to go with the rice in the little cooker she'd only just remembered to turn on.

*flails more* This one is cozy and mysterious and warm and still has that utter love of books and reading that draws me right in. SO GOOD.

I'm so glad my prompt resonated and got me such good stories!

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