October 7th, 2019


Poem: "Goldilocks and the Genderbears"

This poem came out of the October 1, 2019 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by a prompt from rix_scaedu. It also fills the "excitement" square in my 10-1-19 card for the Fall Festival Bingo.

This microfunded poem is being posted one verse at a time, as donations come in to cover them.  The rate is $0.50/line, so $5 will reveal 10 new lines, and so forth. There is a permanent donation button on my profile page, or you can contact me for other arrangements. You can also ask me about the number of lines per verse, if you want to fund a certain number of verses.
So far sponsors include: rix_scaedu, janetmiles, DW users Technoshaman, Ng_moonmoth, Fuzzyred

291 lines, Buy It Now = $144
Amount donated = $95
Verses posted = 65 of 97 

Amount remaining to fund fully = $49
Amount needed to fund next verse = $2
Amount needed to fund the verse after that = $0.50

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Monday Update 10-7-19

These are some posts from the later part of last week in case you missed them:
Poem: "Rooster Little Saves the Sky"
Sunday Yardening
Poem: "Cinder-fella"
Poem: "The Same Sky at the Same Time"
Saturday Yardening
Poem: "All That Was Great in the Past"
Today's Adventures (Star Trek Chrononauts, rose-flavored chocolate, whole grain foods, liquefaction demo, Antikythera Machine, tuna tataki)
Scrapbooking by the Genders
Tattoos and Immunity
How to Do Tactile Scrapbooking
Minimalist Scrapbooking for Trauma
Emotional Intimacy Question: Think About
The Whispering Sands
Hard Things

Last week's Poetry Fishbowl went well. I am done writing for it! \o/ I have one more sponsored poem to post, "Among the Indispensable Elements."

The Community Building Tip ran long, so I split it into "Survival Needs" and "Basic Needs."

Poetry in Microfunding:

There are three open epics.

"Goldilocks and the Genderbears" stands alone.  Goldilocks gets lost in the woods.

"Everyone Can Dance" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Shiv. Shiv learns jive dancing.

"What Survives the Whole Process" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Fortressa. Penny releases a playtesting video.

The weather has been mild here. We got just a sprinkle of rain, not enough to do any good. Seen at the birdfeeders this week: a small flock of mourning doves, several house finches, several sparrows, male and female cardinals, two downy woodpeckers, a northern flicker, a blue jay, and two squirrels (one missing most of its tail). Monarchs are still migrating and we have several of them fluttering around. Currently blooming: violas, petunias, pinks, marigolds, lantana, torenia, million bells, moss rose, firecracker plant, salvia, nasturtiums, gaillardia, clover, morning glories, red yarrow, coreopsis, Queen Anne's lace, thistle, little bluestem grass, purple sedum, pink sedum, goldenrod, and aster. Crabapples are ripening. Apples have green fruit.


Monday Yardening

Today is sunny and slightly cool.

I planted 10 narcissus around the oak tree beside the driveway, which finishes that ring.

I saw a blue jay at the hopper feeder.  I need to refill the feeders when I go back outside later. 

EDIT 10/7/19 -- We went out to decide where to mow a patch for planting narcissus in the prairie garden.  The bluestem is starting to fall over.  We saw a toad, surprising in this dry weather.

I fed the birds.  More blue jays are flying around.  I've seen them and other birds drinking from the water bowl today.  I'm happy that they like it.  They don't like raised waterers the way they're "supposed" to, but will drink out of things they're not supposed to like.  Whatever.  I'll give the birds what they want.  I'm not surprised to be attracting feathery little freaks to my yard.

I planted 5 narcissus around one of the saplings in the savanna.

EDIT 10/7/19 -- I planted 5 narcissus around another sapling in the savanna.

EDIT 10/7/19 -- I planted 5 narcissus around another sapling in the savanna.  That's 25 for today, plus the previous 50, for a total of 75/150 narcissus bulbs.

Poem: "Among the Indispensable Elements"

This poem came out of the October 1, 2019 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] dialecticdreamer, [personal profile] ng_moonmoth, [personal profile] pantha, [personal profile] peoriapeoriawhereart, and [personal profile] erulisse. It also fills the "balance" square in my 10-1-19 card for the Fall Festival Bingo. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] ng_moonmoth. It belongs to the Finn Family and Marionettes threads of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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Three Blue Jays

I saw three blue jays eating from the fly-through feeder.  I've seen them flying around the yard all day too.  :D  I actually like blue jays, but they gave me an idea for a nursery rhyme, to the tune of "Three Blind Mice."

Three blue jays
Three blue jays
Hear how they scream!
Hear how they scream!
They all call out for the sunflower seed.
They gobble what all the other birds need.
Did you ever hear such a cry of greed 
As three blue jays?


Punching Above His Weight

I saw a male cardinal feeding at the fly-through feeder.  A blue jay showed up ... and the cardinal attacked, driving away the blue jay.

Birds at a feeder have typical behavior that creates a pecking order.  But it doesn't always go that way.  Sometimes an individual is just more pugnacious than usual.  It seems less common to find a quieter individual of a pugnacious species.  Probably those don't survive aggressive siblings well, whereas an aggressive member of a quieter species would have an advantage.