Flowering Quince
@coastal-quince.bsky.social
Bookish, treeish, peripatetic, frequently salt water adjacent.
The light shines in the darkness and the darkness is really confused because it doesn’t know any of the lyrics.
December 17, 2025 at 4:15 AM
The light shines in the darkness and the darkness is really confused because it doesn’t know any of the lyrics.
It is so hard: ork and watch and weeping all at once. You’re in a stranger from the internets prayers, because sitting vigil is one of the hardest things.
December 14, 2025 at 5:00 PM
It is so hard: ork and watch and weeping all at once. You’re in a stranger from the internets prayers, because sitting vigil is one of the hardest things.
“Excuse me, am I the piece you are looking for?”
December 14, 2025 at 3:23 PM
“Excuse me, am I the piece you are looking for?”
My parents are locked in a three way feud with their neighbors to both sides on the matter of who can clear the most driveways when it snows. This year my dad has two new knees and a new snow blower so it’s Over for everyone else.
December 11, 2025 at 10:27 PM
My parents are locked in a three way feud with their neighbors to both sides on the matter of who can clear the most driveways when it snows. This year my dad has two new knees and a new snow blower so it’s Over for everyone else.
Well, that’s a book I want to read
December 11, 2025 at 10:15 PM
Well, that’s a book I want to read
But I definitely should have gone to urgent care or a virtual visit instead of a four day emergency hospitalization in the critical care unit with all the morphine, while they tried to wrangle a surgical team before my liver conked out.
December 11, 2025 at 4:05 PM
But I definitely should have gone to urgent care or a virtual visit instead of a four day emergency hospitalization in the critical care unit with all the morphine, while they tried to wrangle a surgical team before my liver conked out.
I was recently hospitalized for several days because my gallbladder had a go at killing me. I’m fine now. The thing that got to me was the self-serving notes from my insurer with tips on saving money. Every single claim was submitted with notes about my acute and life-threatening illness.
December 11, 2025 at 4:05 PM
I was recently hospitalized for several days because my gallbladder had a go at killing me. I’m fine now. The thing that got to me was the self-serving notes from my insurer with tips on saving money. Every single claim was submitted with notes about my acute and life-threatening illness.
It shows. Those are some deeply satisfying swirls.
December 11, 2025 at 6:54 AM
It shows. Those are some deeply satisfying swirls.
Your whole, uncut soap loafs? blocks? wonderments? are so beautiful. I have no reason to own a giant block of soap just to look at but it’s weirdly tempting.
I’m raiding my Veronica soap stash for presents for the extra deserving… so I can buy more.
I’m raiding my Veronica soap stash for presents for the extra deserving… so I can buy more.
December 11, 2025 at 12:41 AM
Your whole, uncut soap loafs? blocks? wonderments? are so beautiful. I have no reason to own a giant block of soap just to look at but it’s weirdly tempting.
I’m raiding my Veronica soap stash for presents for the extra deserving… so I can buy more.
I’m raiding my Veronica soap stash for presents for the extra deserving… so I can buy more.
A dessert dimension where everything smells faintly of cardamom
December 10, 2025 at 11:33 PM
A dessert dimension where everything smells faintly of cardamom
I made Turkish Coffee blondies. They are delicious. My brain and mouth want to eat them forever. I’m also faintly vibrating from the caffeine. Possibly I should stop.
December 10, 2025 at 5:54 PM
I made Turkish Coffee blondies. They are delicious. My brain and mouth want to eat them forever. I’m also faintly vibrating from the caffeine. Possibly I should stop.
It’s not my poem. But it gives me comfort to think that we are part of the power of love moving in the world, doing our bit to sustain the hazelnut.
December 8, 2025 at 6:47 PM
It’s not my poem. But it gives me comfort to think that we are part of the power of love moving in the world, doing our bit to sustain the hazelnut.
I have this Julian adjacent (and squirrels and winter) poem copied into my florilegium, and this exchange brought it to mind : bruorton.dreamwidth.org/50612.html
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December 8, 2025 at 6:10 PM
I have this Julian adjacent (and squirrels and winter) poem copied into my florilegium, and this exchange brought it to mind : bruorton.dreamwidth.org/50612.html
I would like to note that the community makes a home for the heroine…this is not a parasitism situation.
December 7, 2025 at 11:52 PM
I would like to note that the community makes a home for the heroine…this is not a parasitism situation.
Spoiler! This is your last warning!
Half way through I thought: oh this is a retelling of the Dr. Crusher’s sex candle episode of TNG. Only way more fun and just better generally.
Half way through I thought: oh this is a retelling of the Dr. Crusher’s sex candle episode of TNG. Only way more fun and just better generally.
December 7, 2025 at 10:11 PM
Spoiler! This is your last warning!
Half way through I thought: oh this is a retelling of the Dr. Crusher’s sex candle episode of TNG. Only way more fun and just better generally.
Half way through I thought: oh this is a retelling of the Dr. Crusher’s sex candle episode of TNG. Only way more fun and just better generally.
I’m under no illusions that he would want to listen to me or is not a horrible excuse of a man, but this is abuse, and no one around him cares enough to stop it.
December 6, 2025 at 5:43 PM
I’m under no illusions that he would want to listen to me or is not a horrible excuse of a man, but this is abuse, and no one around him cares enough to stop it.
I look at him and a life time of trying for empathy worked, because there is part of me that wants to take him by the arm and say, “it’s okay. You can rest now.” Would I lead him gently by the hand to the waiting officials of the ICC, without turning a hair? Yep.
December 6, 2025 at 5:43 PM
I look at him and a life time of trying for empathy worked, because there is part of me that wants to take him by the arm and say, “it’s okay. You can rest now.” Would I lead him gently by the hand to the waiting officials of the ICC, without turning a hair? Yep.
May those fuckers knock it off and get their act together.
December 6, 2025 at 4:22 PM
May those fuckers knock it off and get their act together.
You could read the great book, lie about it… and then the author of your favorite book could come down your chimney and wreck your house anyway.
Best of both worlds.
Best of both worlds.
December 6, 2025 at 5:20 AM
You could read the great book, lie about it… and then the author of your favorite book could come down your chimney and wreck your house anyway.
Best of both worlds.
Best of both worlds.
That’s so hard. I’m glad you all have found kindness and pragmatism, but it’s so hard even so.
December 5, 2025 at 11:44 PM
That’s so hard. I’m glad you all have found kindness and pragmatism, but it’s so hard even so.
As another neurotic border collie in a human suit, I feel that. My coworkers don’t need me herding them because I’m bored, but also I need to herd.
December 5, 2025 at 4:13 PM
As another neurotic border collie in a human suit, I feel that. My coworkers don’t need me herding them because I’m bored, but also I need to herd.
Truly. In that category I also put Robin McKinley’s The Hero and the Crown. Aerin spends so much of those books being sick and/or injured that having read it three bajillion times really informed dealing with chemo. I never would have expected that, but it’s a perfect book for trying not to die.
December 5, 2025 at 3:59 PM
Truly. In that category I also put Robin McKinley’s The Hero and the Crown. Aerin spends so much of those books being sick and/or injured that having read it three bajillion times really informed dealing with chemo. I never would have expected that, but it’s a perfect book for trying not to die.
through the power of keen observation, wonder, and gratitude. 2/2
December 5, 2025 at 5:22 AM
through the power of keen observation, wonder, and gratitude. 2/2