Red's Lair

Hey! I go by Red. rederis is Red as in me and Eris as in the Greek goddess of chaos and discord. I'm 44, married, asexual and agender, ADHD, and chronically ill. My adult daughter and teenaged son are also on here @phantomtheraccoon and @popicle . I'm on AO3 as RedEris.

I've got land in the rural eastern US, with chickens and rare breed sheep. Yes, they're sheep, not goats. I make flameworked glass beads, take care of my little farm, and write fanfiction. For the most part, the fandoms I've written for are Dragon Age, Witcher, and Horizon Zero Dawn. I also post on subjects of social justice, ecological restoration and climate change, and US politics.

I absolutely love having the sheep up by the house like this, looking out the window to watch them. Alas, the grass is too short here to keep them long, and I need to move them a bit further away already today.

Also. I gotta mend fence. Kazoo jumped through a bigass hole he's obviously familiar with as I was writing this.

Oh yeah, and the baby is fine and I am loving the extra baby time.

I'm grateful that Phantom has her new glasses with magnetic sunglasses to protect her sensitive eyes, and also she looks kickass in them

I'm grateful for sitting in a coffee shop, listening to her excitedly tell me about the little house she's decorated in her mobile game, and noticing the many ways she's chosen to lovingly reproduce our own humble house.

Also the excellent locally roasted coffee minutes from my house in the country, like, that's some crazy good luck

I'm grateful for a calm, sunny hour in the garden with sheep for company. The sheep were not grateful, because I did not give them grain like they asked.

I'm grateful for Georgia peaches at the produce stand that smell so, so good.

I'm grateful that I missed my turn and ended up seeing some gorgeous views and a great little short hike I'd love to do.

I'm grateful for the weekly calls an old friend recently instigated, which always catch me at weird but hilarious times, like moving sheep fence or, today, waiting to be seen at Urgent Care.

Don't worry. The boy has a gnarly ingrown toenail. I guess I'm grateful it's getting taken care of, and that somehow it doesn't hurt him?? I AM grateful for an excellent urgent care close to my home where the staff has always been great to us.

I'm grateful to Phantom, who spent at least two hours pulling grass in the garden while I was gone with the boy.