microposts
The dahlias are still blooming. Maybe a month or so to go before they start to look daggy. It’s started though. Powdery mildew, blown centres, smaller flowers. Days are getting shorter. It’s time to start sweet peas and other hardy plants. I love this feeling of slowing down and starting again. 🌱
🍂 Autumn is here 🍂
Picked while listening to a voice note from E. Felt like she came for a cuppa while I pottered around.
Yarny projects that are not mine 🧶 I’m excited A’s (7yo) finally showing interest.
Took awhile but I’m really pleased with who I follow on Mb at last. I feel clearer and I am learning and also laughing. There’s nice dialogue but not too much that it’s addicting. I like it. It’s a welcome change.
It’s really freeing not knowing who sees this. With no external metrics (followers, likes) to influence what I publish, vulnerability and personal truths are so much more accessible. It’s also very scary!
A bucket of dahlias for a wedding. I’m so grateful I get to share my flowers this way.
I have been searching for a Pinterest alternative. Happy to have discovered Are.na!
I am very grumpy. Mostly about DRM.
But when it comes to addressing the problems we face, no amount of posting or passive info consumption is going to substitute the hard, unsexy work of organizing.
Organising is hard because it requires vulnerability and openness as well as non-attachment to outcomes.
I have to start thinking about autumn jobs, dahlia jobs (it’s its own category), and garden finance jobs. I overspent last spring and I really do not want a repeat of that. I’m hoping it proves to be a limitation that inspires creativity as well as honesty in terms of what I have capacity to grow.