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Grapes and figs and apples and berries fruiting in my neighborhood.

Feeling well enough physically to go do things outside. Feeling better mentally after going outside.

A long walk and a quick bus ride.

Photographs of bunnies courtesy of https://kaberabbits.tumblr.com/.

A cool breeze. The weather generally relenting a bit.

Views of Mt. Hood from the slopes of Mt. Tabor.

An enormous fallen tree covered in moss and the saplings growing out of it.

Getting my brain to be a notch or two quieter by writing and walking.

Sitting in the sunshine surrounded by tall grass and listening to birds and squirrels.

Taking photographs of assorted trees and flowers.

My stuffed animal friend Bunbun that I have had since I was born. (Technically before. Bunbun was given to my mom at a baby shower while she was pregnant with me.)

A shower.
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Today's gratitudes:

Friends. I'm terrified to admit it, but I have an online community I turn to for support, a family that appreciates me, local folks to hang out with - yay! - which is really strange, interests that help me to interact socially, a fair grasp of what I want and need relationshipwise and a good chunk of it already happening, some peers I like at my job, and a chance at not completely sucking at all of that.

Liminal spaces. I walked across a bridge that is currently closed and a construction site because they are rebuilding it. I stood in the exact middle of the closed highway at the high point of the bridge, in the sun and wind and strangeness of it all, and took pictures of the river and the distant Mt. Hood. I saw exposed metal grids and bizarre pipes and joins being installed and slabs of wood and rusty bolts apparently uninstalled. I collected scraps of metal. I mean to send them, at least some, to [personal profile] kyleri to make shiny things out of them! (If you haven't yet, and you like hand crafted jewelry and/or crap free body products, check out [personal profile] kyleri's website, http://thevagabondtabby.com/ and if you want a picture description for anything I will provide...) I went up and down two sidewalk Bridges to Nowhere littered with sad and awful trash to get between diverging lanes as what seemed like the far side of the bridge, but wasn't, as the wide roadway heaved itself up and over the railroad tracks and fell down into the withering industrial southeast riverside under the hot sun.

Swearing, brainweasel bait: Read more... )

The opportunities I've had of late to geek out, particularly including talking writing with [personal profile] alexseanchai, theology with offline friend ALB, and Magic: the Gathering with my partner S.

Wifi in coffee shops. And iced minty green tea.
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This afternoon I went to the Sandy River.

Read more... )
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Yesterday we went to Sauvie Island and picked berries at a U-Pick farm. My partner and I admired the distant peak of Mt Hood, the boats on the river, and the green and rolling fields on the way over, argued about driving, compromised, and got to the farm with plenty of water bottles and sunscreen. The strawberries were basically done; the blackberries and blueberries were just starting to come ripe; the raspberries were in their glory. The sky was blue and enormous and the sun was very bright and warm. A breeze off the river cooled the whole island. The cottonwood trees left drifts of fluff on the grass. Birds sat on stumps in the river and trilled in the grasses and copses. We picked, lazily enough, for several hours, and filled two pints of tart thumb-sized early blackberries, two of greeny-purple-tinged small blueberries each, and three of perfect raspberries. A few sun warmed deeply ripened little strawberries in the drying rows burst in our mouths. I had nothing but raspberries for lunch, and felt well content… I left an offering of a strand of beads to the great oak tree that watches over the farm, and I believe it was accepted.
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Still present. Staying with things. Uncle slept all day, is declining, no longer able to drink liquids. Aunt got out of the house for a few hours while we (Dad and I) were there. Cousin age 5 is a handful and a delight. We fought many monsters, took the dog for a walk, and ate gorilla food (gorilla munch brand corn pop cereal, yogurt, sliced fruit). At lodge to rest now. I am sad and not okay, but I am okay with not being okay, and I am here.
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So to provide a little more context for my last post…

CW: discussion of death and dying, major illness, family ties, travel uncertainty

Read more... ) Neighbor crow, I am listening. Uncle, I love you.
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traveling tomorrow

serious illness in extended family

hugs welcome
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yes I am going to portland pride probably today and tomorrow

I have decided I will top off whatever comfy clothes I end up wearing with scarf layers in purple white and green, because

when exactly will depend on scheduley things like partner getting her meds and also how much my shoulder is hassling me today etc

if we know each other and you are in Portland please feel free to PM me for my phone number for texts; however I may well be too overwhelmed to actually check it once I leave the apartment so caution is advised

i will drop by dw sometime tonight and tomorrow night so folks know I am still here
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If you are like me, April Fool's Day never made much sense, and people were not kind about it. This will be a safe spot away from that if I can manage it. I like holidays, I like humor, I like Spring, I do NOT like non-consensual teasing and pranking.

Following meme modified from [personal profile] bookblather
Okay, folks. As April first is Saturday, I hereby pledge not to post any pranks, jokes, false links, or screamers. Nothing originating on this blog will be a prank or deliberately incorrect. If I re-post or link to other people’s pranks, which I may, they will be clearly marked so you don't click on them and think they're real.

No direct links to howling horribleness, and no 'alternative facts', will ever purposefully appear on this blog. If one does, it's a hack or something changed, or I messed up; please let me know immediately so I can fix it.

Stay safe out there, my dears! We non-pranksters have got your back.
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I am at my parent’s home, my childhood home, in Kansas City, cleaning out my closet and bedroom. About sixteen large boxes of papers to go thru, ranging from elementary on up thru grad school, much of it sorted repeatedly but all still needing reorganizing and tossing of much of it, but not all - I refuse to toss everything. Lots of fun going thru memories; avoiding ruminating on change, loss, etc so far. Joy in noticing continuities and recovering old creative work. I was very prolific with poetry, sketching, world-building, and childish short stories! Need to tap back into some of it and keep going. Feeling strange but overall positive at this point. Just shy of halfway of a first pass thru all the boxen, getting rid of obvious junk only.
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To everyone who was confused or surprised by where I am this weekend, my apologies. Next time I will try to provide more information before I go someplace that I might well run into some people I know on here. If I’ve failed to connect your face, your face name, and your online presence, my apologies; it takes a minimum of six or seven distinct interactions before I manage to start reliably linking any of that together. It also helps if I manage to know what my actual plans for going to and staying at a place are before I get there. *facepalm*
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I made cookies! Yay! Aaaaugh my brain! But, yay cookies!

(Food, recipes, holiday making, family angst, arguing with my own brain…)

Read more... )
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I am heading to Orycon now, if anyone would like to meet up. I'll be at mdlbear's concert at 1pm Sat, and around the rest of Sat, and I'll be back Sun. Please feel free to reply, and/or PM me if you want my wallet name / physical description. I'm wearing cat ears, a rainbow cap, a dinosaur T-shirt and a plaid long-sleeve shirt at the moment. :D

ETA: Everyone who likes fandom and/or music should listen to the shiny shiny filk people who were there. And watch [personal profile] solarbird perform live in stompy kaiju slippers, this is AMAAAAAZE.
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Today we went to Washington Park, to the zoo and the arboretum. We almost canceled our ‘adventure’ for the weekend under the circumstances, and I’m very glad we didn’t. There is healing in doing something different and deeply engaging, especially when it involves connecting to nature. (Feel free to ask me about your favorite species mentioned (or not) below.) Read more... )
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Arrival. At last. Awkward. Awesome. Antlers.
Birds. Barnacles. Beginnings. Backtracking.
Creek. Coast. Coffee. Conversation. Comparisons.
Departures. Differences. Driving. Dogs. Driftwood.
Elk.
Forest. Fog. Family.
Gas stations. Greetings. Gulls. Green land. Golden light. Grilled cheese.
Haystock Rock. Hera of my heart. Hugs.
Interesting. Intriguing.
Juice.
Kingfisher.
Lunch. Looming landscape.
Mist. Morning. Mussel shell. Mystery.
Not sure. Necessary. Novelty. Nuance.
Ocean. Outdoors. Out of bounds.
Paths. Pelicans. Petting. Photography.
Questions. Queerness.
Rain. Route. Road. River. Running.
Sand. Surf. Seaside. Shells. Sand dollars. Splash. Swim. Sunset. Sunburn (ouch).
Tide. Tidal pools. Tourist town. Tsunami evacuation route. Trees.
Uncertainty.
Walking. Wading. Wet.
Yawns. Yards. Yearning. Yes.
Zephyrs. Zoonosis (hopefully not). Zest for life.
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The Columbia Gorge is truly one of the most beautiful places on Earth.
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This is brief, though I have more on the topic. For explanation, suffice it to say that I have driven to and from my new workplace for three days now, plus errands and meals in the area of my workplace, and I have gotten lost, at least to the extent of taking a couple of wrong turns and needing to check a map, *every single trip.* And I'm not bothered by that. Read more... )
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Day trip to the beach. Drove both ways. Actual details when not experiencing giggle fits from exhaustion.
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Went to Tualatin River National Wildlife Refuge for the afternoon yesterday. It is a bit of fairly flat land on the (surprise) Tualatin River, which is a smallish river that feeds into the Willamette River (rhymes with dammit) and thence into the Columbia River and the Pacific. It’s surrounded by mostly farmland and is reclaimed farmland in the process of being restored to wetland with native species. There were lots and lots of birds, though none of the rarer species allowed us a particularly close view. There was something furry and brown and very fast; there was a big frog relaxing in an algae-covered pond. There are meadows, groves of deciduous trees, hills with large conifers, a wide expanse of wetland that is mostly grassy plants with a few sizable ponds at this time of year, shallow streams, and distant views including farmland and suburbs but also wooded hills and Mount Hood. We (partner S and I) didn’t quite get away from the sound of traffic or the sight of people, but for trying to pick a place with restrooms, under-five-mile trails, and a short drive to get there, it was a really good try. There were far more than five shiny things, but I’ll list a sampling here.

* Blackberries! They are an invasive species. This is problematic, but it means as long as we stay on the trail there is ZERO guilt associated with eating all we can grab. There were literally millions of blackberries in view, with thickets the size of houses, and many were perfectly ripe. I must have eaten over two pints. (For those of you accustomed to sensible measurements, Read more... )) OM NOM NOM NOM BLACKBERRIES. Afterwards we were puzzling over the fact that neither of us had a headache, since even though we were pretty good about water, food, sunscreen, hats, and so on we rather expected one of us would have issues, and we decided to credit it to the healthful effects of dozens and dozens of blackberries.

* Ducks! At this time of year here, adorable fluffy ducklings have converted into adorable mini-ducks, and many ducks and geese are testing their flapping post mounting and breeding to see if they can get airborne yet. We came across several mama and/or papa ducks resting on the bank while their offspring swam around aimlessly and flapped occasionally, and two ducklings cuddling with their heads resting on each other’s backs while napping in the grass. Mallards, so they are mottled brown but the adult females have a bright blue patch and the males seasonally (but not now) turn really colorful.

* Herons and/or egrets! We saw, from a distance, several birds of this general conformation, tow dark colored and medium large, one white and very large. Time to Google species.

* Oaks! We observed one truly mighty spreading oak tree, and a whole meadow of younger trees deliberately planted by conservationists. Weird interspecies relationships: Read more... )

* Colorful noisy birds I have no idea how to identify! One loud little bird perched on a loop of blackberry stem and sang over and over. It was barely bigger than a hummingbird, with an iridescent greenish-blue head, otherwise brownish, but it wasn’t a hummingbird. Another little rust-colored bird with a red and black head hopped around in a shadow on the path and vanished into the bushes. There were many many flickers of flying movement and songs we had no chance at identifying except “I don’t think I know what that is.” We also saw some Steller’s Jays and robins.

* Bonus Shiny Thing: While standing in the forest by a creek listening for birds, I was able to stand truly still and open ALL my senses and it wasn’t painful. I don’t think I’ve been able to deliberately listen and look and feel with every sense I have and take in and think about all the information and have it be all neutral or positive for … months. Getting to where the nearest traffic is miles away made a big difference. Being in a place and a situation - listening and being still to understand wildlife - where hyper-acute senses and focus and calm were assets was … amazing. I think in another age people like me would have been amazing gatherers, herbalists, hunters, trackers, so many skills that are less needed now when the ability to ignore the hell out of things has to be everyone’s number one skill not to suffer from just living with all the other people and machines around. I am at my best - one of my bests - in wilderness.

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