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All the great counterculturalists are out there on Facebook, where cogent thought goes to die, suggesting we just STOP participating in the system. We've been there too. How did that all work out?

We're on the brink of fascism here. Think we're safe? Think it will all go away if we just STOP participating? Think again. That's pre-2016 thinking. And we're so far from that now it's no longer valid.

youtube.com/watch?v=AtkpgC8sUo

I don't believe that people should suffer in order to learn lessons. I don't believe the only value that can be gained from an experience has to be one that brings pain and trauma.

There are people who think that painful, "crash and burn" failures are the only kind of failures that propel people to greatness or that there is only value in what you learn if you suffered to learn it.

You didn't "suffer and turn out fine" if you truly believe other people should have to suffer in order to grow.

Conservatives constantly whine about their rights, but I rarely hear them talk about their responsibilities. Personal responsibility extends beyond "the it's all about me, I've got mine" infantilism.

Carnivorous oyster mushrooms can kill roundworms with “nerve gas in a lollipop”

warning: this article contains graphic descriptions of mushrooms eviscerating worms using various merciless apparatii


arstechnica.com/science/2023/0

Day three (four?) of spring cleaning: delirious from the dust inside I’m trying to force outside, and the pollen from outside trying to get in.

I have located 4 of the 37 missing socks. The rest are lost to time I think.

Nearly all books have made it back to the shelves (excluding the ones that keep flying back off of their own accord).

The dishes are not done. They somehow keep recruiting new members to their clandestine gathering sink. Many are dealt with but more keep arriving.

I strive.

Silently passing the darkened windows in a street void of people. The fallen leaves, gathered in piles are disturbed.

leisurely walking
having a good sniff around
a wily old fox

It might not look like much now, but I'm very happy to see this bit of moss on this side of the winter, looking this green. Joe was part of a crew working at Walden Pond, we visited and I saw some moss at the edge of the parking lot, and threw a handful in my pocket. My road trips are always full of green souvenirs, the hotel rooms get lined with disposable cups full of scraps of wild plants when I visit. Anyway, I put samples in different growing conditions, most died, but this.... :).

All my mushroom craze has me fondly remembering these little guys. Found them growing on pine trees in Rhode Island while we were visiting Joe during Covid lockdown. We were stuck in a hotel room, only able to go outside to walk the dogs. These were in the dog area, as the only pretty thing I could routinely admire, they were very much appreciated. The caps were about 2 to 3 mm across.

Wow, I tagged the mushroom people on my Insta post and they contacted me and sent me to a submission form, the end in the page has basic info about redlining districts and how it affects school funding, I love these people.

backtotheroots.com/pages/grow-

If a superior at work asks you to do something secretly, off the books, without making a proper record of it, then:

Something improper is going on.

You should not cooperate.

You should inform a superior higher up in the chain.

You should consider leaving that business.

Morning ‘Nauts! It’s spring, and we’re back to cold, dark and rainy today. Hope everyone has a fine day.

Picks I took for a mushroom kit to be sent to Brown Station Elementary in Gaithersburg, MD. Some website was throwing a hissy fit over their inclusive practices, so they must be doing something right. The box pics compare yesterday to today.

Went to the rough side of town today to talk to the “biker” gardeners…

after some fisticuffs they told me the new trend this year for pollinators is growing broccoli and letting it flower.

As I left I kicked over their wheelbarrow…just to show them I wasn’t to be trifled with.

It's about to rain for a few days.Time to scatter the wildflower seeds. I've been tending to them for two years in my tiny trailer park lot, scattering a few extra seeds by the nearby railroad tracks. Now I have seeds from the healthiest mother plants, ready to scatter in the overgrown between trailer homes. I'll cut down the grass in the spots we find, till up the ground a little. Then they're on their own.

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Gemma Sarracenia

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