May 4th, 2018

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Climate Whiplash

Here's another article about climate whiplash focusing on temperatures.  But really, what climate change means is more extremes, because the buffers are broken.  Baking heat and freezing cold.  Drought followed by torrential storms.  Nature just generally acting batshit.

Or you know, like a horse trying to buck off a cruel rider.
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Poem: "A Brief History of Stimming"

This poem came out of the May 1, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] mama_kestrel and elenbarathi. It also fills the "betrayal" square in my 5-1-18 General card for the Pro Wrestling Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony Barrette.

Warning: This poem talks about repetitive motions that have been increasingly stigmatized over time. If that's a touchy topic for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before deciding whether this is something you want to read.

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Friday Yardening

Today is mild and gray.  We saw a native sparrow this morning, possibly a song sparrow or Lincoln's sparrow, rather than the invasive house sparrows that are everywhere.

My first project was planting several wildflowers in the prairie garden: rattlesnake master, spiderwort, and partridge pea.

Doug spent the morning raking a large area between the house and driveway.  For my second project, I filled the grass seeder and went over that, so now it's done.  The seeder didn't want to work right at first, so that took several times the work it should have.  Possibly it was just overfilled.

Lilacs and honeysuckles have started blooming.

So have my jack-in-the-pulpit and Solomon's seal.  Bluebells are leafing out but have no buds yet.  I may not be very good at growing vegetables, but I have repeatedly convinced finicky wildflowers to bloom in my garden.  \o/

EDIT 5/4/18: I planted a Tundra Honeyberry and an Aurora Honeyberry along the fence by the street.