Death asked me to join him for dinner so I slipped into my favorite black dress that I had been saving for a special occasion and let him walk me to our candlelit tryst.
He ordered a ribeye, extra rare I ordered two desserts and red wine and then I sipped and wondered why he looked so familiar and smelled like earth and memory. He felt like a place both faraway and deep within my body A place that whispers to me on the crisp autumn breeze...
Photo from Bergman's Seventh Seal
Open faced manwich with caramelized onions and cheddar, on whole wheat toast, garnished with sesame seeds, horseradish mustard and wild onions I brought in to grow on my windowsill. :) I'm fancy.
Found a kid's activity book for the eclipse. Having Joe try to rush this to the kiddo by Sunday.
The birds get to watch their own flatscreen until the kiddo comes home from Grandma's. They seem to be enjoying the routine of birds playing in the morning (which they also get when the kid is here), nature scenes in the afternoon, then a lullaby for a while until I cover half the cage and put on some crickets with a moon. They cling to the side of the cage by the tv to sleep, I turn it off when they move into the covered area.
#petsofcoso
Laughing at the fly that just landed on a sundew. I saw it touch the nectar. Don't know where it will end up, but the hunt is on. They hunt in packs, carnivorous plants. The sundews coat their spiracles, making them short of breath as they fly around. The pitcher plants make them intoxicated, and slowly paralyze them. The flytraps grab the spiders, who are too strong for the sundews, and seem unbothered by the pitcher plants, hiding in them and stealing their prey.
Nature, science, and art are super cool. Terribly sorry for the stuff that doesn't fit.
She/they cishet.