hello i have been getting my chemistry and basic life skills sorted out and now i can do things like shower and have a schedule again

having to go back to the feel wheel to name what the hell is going on because apparently thinking really hard doesn't count as feeling your feelings

never make anything as a joke because it only becomes more evergreen as the days go by

the tan rabbit looks very luxurious. who transmogrified rottweilers into bunnies

me trying to write a story whose themes aren't centered around grief in some way

whenever i say i feel like a burnt up cheeto i mean like this specifically

the zinnias were the top performers as far as attracting the most wildlife to the garden. hummingbirds loved them too

half of the sunflowers that grew were planted by the squirrels but the red and yellow ones i struggled immensely to bring into this world (90% of the seedlings god munched)

'make a thread' i'd rather die. look at my flowers.

speaking of spite i stuck my amaryllis bulb outside to die and it ended up blooming for the first time in its life instead. typical.

i planted my corn correctly this year (dense as hell) and ended up with cobs fit for humans. also the tomatoes performed well despite me fucking absolutely everything up with my seedlings (the best performing plants were volunteers that grew against my will from last year. out of spite, presumably)

visitors to the garden

i got respectable amounts of strawberries :3 i made a few tiny bowls of strawberry jam from them.

the peach tree bloomed wonderfully and eventually gave us teeny-tiny peaches that nearly broke her branches. i didn't pick all of them in time and the bees discovered them and started eating them, which is apparently a thing bees can do.

also a weed turned out not to be a weed but an unlikely beet surviving against the odds. we named her gigabeet.

i was able to plant the garden beds properly in the spring and ended up growing this oddly voluptuous carrot

hangs up the ancient tapestries