My kid’s reply: not if I fear volcanoes.

“Billions of years ago, a single, fluke, self-copying cell learned how to turn a barren ball of poison gas and volcanic slag into this peopled garden. And everything you hope, fear, and love became possible.” Richard Powers, The Overstory.

I like to imagine, really hard, this little bush is a big oak tree. It makes me feel like a giant.

I ate so much my digital scales think I’m an imposter, or are so ashamed they’re denying they know me.

If you dip a bourbon cream in custard a new biscuit is formed.

One of my kids was frightened of fireworks, fave Bonfire Night was when I parked atop Whitecote Hill with a flask of boiling water and made Pot Noodle in the car as we watched them from a truly safe distance.

Is this the seasons changing or has someone put me on Low Power Mode?.

Happy coffee

Nature’s scaffolders

Probably this thistle grew under a big turd, on the other hand a dog is grandstanding, showing off their unseemly skills. On a thistle, too, risking everything,

Wordle 389 1/6. 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩.

My peace lily is sporting 7 full-blown flowers. I didn’t ask for these powers.

My spare jacket spuds look like a clutch of dinosaur eggs

Horse thinks they too cool fae school.

When my gf left to go to The Shed (mate’s garage where they do gym stuff) today as she was leaving she said “don’t try to follow me”. And now all I want to do is follow her.

I lost the oil’s bottle top. Stressed, I interrupted lunch prep to search the kitchen, both bins, high and low. In the end I gave up, ruefully resumed making sarnie. It was under the slice of bread. The moral of this story is “just make the sandwich, it’ll probably all be ok”.

After 2 years waiting for @stewlee ‘s postponed gig (2020 birthday present) I checked to remind myself of the date and it was the day before yesterday. Logging in to read reviews and really grind my face in it.

Linen sheets really are where it’s at. The older, the better- I’ve some Victorian ones that are just ace.