The left-hand picture was taken one week ago, on July 8th. The right-hand picture was taken today, July 16th.
He’s been named Kaladin due to stubbornness, sheer nerve, and insubordinate attitude.
See those shoots at the base of the stalk? Yup, he’s been putting tendrils off the main stem for a few weeks, but those are the first new sprouts coming up on their own.
“Papa… the dark is coming in the window.”
Quick little illustration of this somewhat distressing quote from one of my brothers as a tot.
Down at the base of the top big stalk – the first new aloe vera puplets since the Great Divide are here! It’s been a bit of a long trek for the plant bois. First it rained three days straight after I divided up the big family pot and before I could plant them again, so that they were left high and dry out of dirt rather longer then I’d intended. Continue reading “puplets and plant bois”
I moved up in life into the Overachieving section of Euclid, set fire to the Gearage driveway, and drew blood in the parking lot.
It’s been an interesting week.
Continue reading “Swords, Shenanigans, Fire and Euclid”
Next Tuesday I’m going to pack up all my things, drive across town to unpack them into a tiny dorm room and meet the person I’ll share said tiny room with for the next year, spent a couple days in training, and then walk off into the wilderness.
Continue reading “Let’s walk away into the woods”
Come in, come in. There’s a footpath between the stacks of books, weaving towards the workspace at the back of the room. I assure you, there really is a couch under all that yarn, if you want to dump some of it on the floor and take a seat. And don’t mind the beasties – they won’t bother us. Cup of tea?
Continue reading “Welcome to my lair”