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I don't know who my intended audience is here, so whoever needs to hear this, I am begging you to learn to participate in conversations that are about things you aren't interested in.
Part of socializing and having friends is being a good listener even when you don't actually give a shit about the subject.
Your are hurting other people's feelings when you bluntly respond with "Anyway..." and then change the topic.
It can not always be about your preferred topic.
You are being rude. Yes, even if you are neurodivergent. You can be both autistic and rude.
Hey! Hi! Howdy!
Autistic mom of two autistic kiddos here. I do something with my kids called playing the good friend game. I have them ask me a question like “what did you do this weekend” and then I respond with something they don’t like ie: “I ate some sushi for dinner on Saturday! It was delicious!” Their job is to not make a gross face and not to yuck my yum. They have to ask me a follow up question! Minimum one about what I liked about the sushi or who I went with or what I ordered etc. and they have to be kind. I change up what I answer with for the initial question and for all follow ups. It’s incredible!
You can learn how to chit chat about things because you care about the people around you. Small talk is banal and boring but the people in your life are real and lovely and nuanced. Get to know them. You can do it. You’ll build relationships that last. Don’t do it for the sake of small talk. Do it because you’re deeply invested in learning how to see the people around you as whole pictures.
To be seen is to be know. And to be known is to be loved. Love the people around you and that love with come back to you.
Apples and pears are naturally waxy. Not the stuff you see on apples in the supermarket which is carnauba wax (from palm tree leaves), but if you pick apples or pears in an orchard then you quickly realise they are. This natural wax or bloom is a complex, multi-layered protective structure, the cuticle (a continuous, non-living extracellular layer) covering the fruit's epidermis is primarily composed of interlinked insoluble polymer matrixes called cutin and hydophobic lipid compounds - waxes often crystalline, it is secreted from is the outer layer of the epidermis which is modified to ramp up production of these compounds. It governs moisture loss, disease resistance, and skin texture.
It is typically measures about 3um in thickness, depending heavily on the cultivar. It is peppered by stomata over the lenticels in the skin underneath which serve as gas exchange pathways but also can provide entry points for microorganisms and moisture loss. The crystalline waxes protrude outwards from the cutin layer.
Some apples and pears are russeted. This can be natural from the cultivar or induced by orchard conditions and is due to damage to the epidermal cells early after petal fall. As the apple grows micro cracks develop over the affected cells in the cuticle. The apple responds by growing a brownish, corky layer of wound-healing tissue (called a periderm or phellogen) to seal the cracks, resulting in a rough, canvas-like tan patch on the skin.
Microscopic analysis of the apple cuticle reveals complex microbial communities (microbiota) of yeasts bacteria and moulds. The cuticle (and its ecosystem changes) as the seasons and weather change and the apple matures and ripens. The organised wax crystals disappear and are replaced by liquid esters which leads to skin greasiness. #cuticle #apples #pears
As you can see, I'm still fighting grass, but my corn is looking quite happy! And I'm very behind on the other two sisters, having planted only 2/3 of the plot with beans, and no squash yet, but the beans that are planted are all up and happy.
They're Mbombo Green, which I bought because I can't resist the color.
I still mean to plant the squash, despite how late it is, because fuck it, why not. Anyhow, maybe this miserable El Niño will keep temperature warm later into fall. I have grand plans to go out there, string trim the grass back down between the rows, rake the straw back, and put down some more cardboard.
hikes are very good yes but a deluxe hike is when you are a accompanied by a freak with niche nature knowledge. they’re like omg stop there’s a horned valerian varmint beetle here and then you both get to crouch down and look at a bug like :)

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When I kept wasps on my balcony, their relaxed buzzing melted all my stress away, and their polite cleaning service was very welcome! If you didn't know, wasps barely leave any leftovers behind of the food if you give them enough time. They also keep pests in check. I loved it when they immediately flew to my shirt in the morning when I opened the window. I could let them sit on my head, on my clothes and even on my nose without any worry in the world. You could never make me hate them.
Last month I was working on the air conditioner in the attic and a wasp was so curious as to what I was doing in her domain. Every time I climbed the ladder she would fly from across the attic over to where I was and sat on the ceiling looking at me.
I was in my underwear because it's hot as hell up there, and when I sat down she flew over and landed on my bare stomach and we just vibed for 5+ minutes until she decided to leave.
Every year I sit under the apple tree cutting bruised parts from good apple and yellow jackets come to see what I'm doing, and will land on my cutting board or hand to check things out. If I put aside a piece for them theyll happily go drink and eat at it and keep flying around me for hours without ever once stinging
Let’s say you wanted to glue fabric to wood, but what do you use? What about glass to paper? This to That lets you choose two things you want to glue and lists what types of glue is best. (Because people have a need to glue things to other things!)
This is an incredibly awesome site. Go check it out!
Whhhhaaaaaattt!???
EVERYONE NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT THIS
This is one of the first websites I was told about in props. It also has information about the toxicity, adhere time, price, and other stuff about the glues.
Useful for cosplayers and DIY!
I feel personally attacked.
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I went through the whole thing just to see what it said for each combination.
a weevil spawned into my watercolour paints the other day. I have no idea where it came from, but I dried it and freed it. may i have miscellaneous small, brown weevils, or are we out of stock
Let me check in the back...
Spiny Weevil (Heilus freyreissi), family Curculionidae, Choco region of Ecuador
photograph by Javier Aznar González de Rueda
Filbert Weevil (Curculio occidentis), family Curculionidae, CA, USA
photograph by Ryan Kaldari
Nut Weevil (Curculio nucum), family Curculionidae, Lithuania
photograph by Lukas Jonaitis
Weevil (Cholus cinctus), family Curculionidae, Anton Valley, Panama
photograph by Charles J. Sharp
Banded Pine Weevil (Pissodes pini), family Curculionidae, found across western Europe
photograph by Stanislav Snäll
"Whose Larva Is This?"
A quick guide to figure out what you're looking at when you find something that resembles a worm or a Zerg unit crawling around.
Today’s echinoderm is Brissus agassizii, and this interesting image shows a live and dead one side by side for comparison.
Image source: https://www.inaturalist.org/observations/26192408

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In other news the robin babies are "adults" now and all live in the yard so now, despite having a birdbath they do use, this one has just been standing in the sprinkler path preening and floofing up whenever it hits him 😂❤️
Respectability politics - the idea that we must make ourselves more palatable, more appealing to the conservatives who want us dead - have been around as long as the fight for queer rights. Even though their line in the sand of what is acceptable and what is "just too far" is always inching back, always retracting 10 feet for every few inches gained. They blame our own community, anyone who is too different or loud or doesn't quite fit into a neat box, for the actions of those who would and HAVE taken away our rights as easily as picking from a church buffet & left us for dead.
Let me make one thing clear. I didn't choose to be a target.
I didn't choose to be 14 and have FAG written in sharpie across my entire new jacket. I didn't choose to be mocked (and sometimes attacked) every single day for having too much hair in too many places, for being more at home wading in mud pulling cattails than wearing a dress that felt like barbed wire, for being too much of a gross dyke. I didn't choose the constant threats of rape or "a good time that will show me how wrong I am" from men in their 40s while I was a 16 year old cashier, or out at a park. I didn't choose for the mother of my first girlfriend to tell me I was going to hell, that I was a monster, that she would charge me with statutory rape on my 18th birthday if I ever had sex with my partner a year younger than me. I didn't choose to lose friends because their parents were worried I might Turn Them Gay, or because it was just "too stressful" to go against the flow with their new army wife friends. I didn't choose the friends of my partners who've tried to convince them that I could never love them, because I'm bisexual and greedy, or really Too gay, or really not gay ENOUGH. I certainly didn't fucking choose to have my rights to marriage, healthcare, and the ability to ever go home and feel even a little bit safe again taken day. After day. After day.
Most of those things happened to me before I ever cut my hair short, or dyed it loud, or came out as trans, or for a lot of them before even I knew I was gay. They always knew. They always know their targets no matter how well you try to hide.
What I DID choose for myself, was how I was going to respond to all of that. Was if I was going to run back into a closet full of venomous snakes and false promises of safety, or look at the risks versus the reality of living in a cage and walk out regardless. I chose to make a home for myself in my own body, one that I could feel comfortable and happy in, even knowing it would make the target on my back more visible. I didn't choose to have it placed there, but I sure as hell chose to be queer and out and an example to other kids buried in their ink-covered jackets that they can survive and become who THEY want to be. I chose to embrace all the things about myself that conservatives want us to cut off to be acceptable - the disability that was otherwise KILLING me to try and push through, the gender fuckery, the inclination for non-monogamy, all the rough edges that the middle class WASPS of the Proper LGBT Movement have been begging us to sand down because please pretty please they want to be RESPECTABLE goddamnit! They don't want to be FREAKS they just want the right to a happy marriage, and if we are the cost, well - what's the lives of those who were bleeding out worth anyways, better to leave them to the wolves and hope they'll be sated enough never to arrive at OUR door.
For some people being gay was never a choice. For me, I have to choose every single day. To keep being queer and myself and stubborn and BRAVE enough not to retreat and hide, just because the worst of the worst around me will it. I choose to make and fight for the world that I want, one where everyone has a place and no one has to force themselves into a certain broken shape just to fit, and I can only do that by living queer and loud and finding and working WITH my community, not against it at every beat. By accepting that every one of us has a place at the table, and making sure that table is big enough to handle the weight. Not by cutting away anything unseemly or difficult, and certainly not by blaming the very people under attack for the ire of those who aim to erase them from being.
Keep being gay. Keep being queer. Keep being LGBTQIA2+ if that's what makes you happy. But FUCK anyone who tells you your own people are the problem for not Toning Themselves Down, while the leaders of one the most influential nations on the planet do everything in their power to erase every aspect of our existence. There's a clear enemy here, and it's not some teenager with bright hair and a hope for something better.
I think this is Pilobolus kleinii, one of the dung cannon fungi AKA hat throwers.
This fungus grows on dung. Its strategy for colonising new piles of dung is to have its spores be eaten by a herbivore, pass through the animal's gut and end up in a freshly deposited stool.
To this end, these sticky black sporangia are propelled clear of the dung pile by the explosive force of the turgid swelling beneath them bursting. Each has a chance of landing on some palatable grass away from the faeces, where they can be ingested.
iNaturalist observation 372222208
Behold the first cucumber of the year! It's an unnamed pickling variety, but it was delicious fresh.
Of course, the second cucumber of the year:
Got nibbled on :-(
Probably a squirrel or a brown rat.
But then I got two slicers so all was good again. And then the massive heat wave struck and there was absolutely no fruit setting despite an impressive number of flowers. I did find (and squash) one striped cucumber beetle and two spotted cucumber beetles, but I haven't seen any more and the vines remain vigorous. So thankful for the rainy weather that preceded the heat wave that helped most of the plants survive it, though I was hand-watering certain plants twice daily at the end. The heat wave broke with a thunderstorm in the afternoon of July 4th that dropped at least an inch of rain, which was fantastic, much appreciated.
I mostly have to hand-pollinate the squash since I'm keeping most of it under insect netting to foil the squash borers (unfortunately lost one zucchini plant today to them...figure by the size of the worms that the eggs had already been laid by the time I had netting available), but there is one monster squash plant that it's impossible to fully cover and this little bee is absolutely pollen-drunk. Not sure if it will upload with the detail, but if you zoom in you may be able to see that she is just completely dusted in pollen.
And speaking of that monster squash plant...
So I saved the seed from a Honeynut squash I got in the fall and grew up six healthy seedlings from it this spring. I had looked it up and all the seed that I saw for sale was open-pollinated so it should breed true. Five of the plants are nice, polite bush-types. The sixth is sending out huge vines everywhere and had set three fruits that look like this:
That is not what immature Honeynut squash looks like. This is what immature Honeynut squash looks like:
The fruit from the monster squash look more like regular butternut type. So. I figure one of two things must have happened. Or maybe three.
One is that the farmer had OP Honeynut seed but grew other kinds of squash nearby so the particular squash I got had some naturally produced hybrid seeds in it. Two is the seed the farmer used was hybrid and I didn't find that possibility in my quick internet search. Or three, it mutated or reverted. I'm thinking #1 is the most likely. Hopefully they still taste good because it looks like this one plant might outproduce all the others combined.
More carrots and beets harvested today. Going to roast these and turn them into veggie burgers. Probably lentil-based, but I also have some red kidney beans so we'll see. I got another dozen carrots harvested before the heat wave. Still several dozen carrots and a dwindling but significant number of beets left to harvest yet.
I really need to do something about these. I scavenged a big pot and some potting soil from the alley recently so I think if I add some mostly finished compost to the bottom I can fill the pot and transplant all the decorative sweet potato vines into it. Maybe I can put the ones intended for food in the spots where I had to pull blighted tomato plants? I guess it's good that I was able to produce enough seedlings this year that I've completely run out of room, but boy do I wish I had more room.
The Genovese basil I transplanted in a few weeks ago got away from me and needed it's first harvest done so the plants will bush up. I have plenty of pesto in the freezer still so now I've got four very full trays in the dehydrator full of basil. Which is fine because I use a lot of it throughout the year. I'll just sprinkle what I have leftover from last year in the chicken coop.
And for my bonus flower...one of the free gladiolus bulbs I got from the Little Free Library this spring is blooming! Such a gorgeous purple.

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Despite the heat, my broccoli is still going! And the cauliflower just started appearing as well
It was an incredible day in the Columbia River Gorge today.