Daily Check-In: Day 10

May. 10th, 2026 03:33 pm
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Good afternoon, everyone!

It's Sunday so the start of a new week, and the first full week of May as well.

Right! How has the fanfic coming along?
  • Great!
  • Good
  • Alright
  • So-so
  • Could be worse; could be better
  • Not so well
  • I'm taking a break, actually.

Black Cherries by W. S. Merwin

May. 11th, 2026 02:17 pm
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Late in May as the light lengthens
toward summer the young goldfinches
flutter down through the day for the first time
to find themselves among fallen petals
cradling their day's colors in the day's shadows
of the garden beside the old house
after a cold spring with no rain
not a sound comes from the empty village
as I stand eating the black cherries
from the loaded branches above me
saying to myself Remember this


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Economics

May. 10th, 2026 12:36 pm
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When School Taught Me Basic Finance, Badly

The other day I wrote about the question Who should be teaching kids basic finance? Some point to schools and say schools should be teaching it; others point to parents and say it's their job. I noted that one difficulty with asking schools to do it is that they're already overloaded trying to cover basic academics. (And really the reason they're so overloaded on that is public school teachers end up spending, like, 90% of their time trying to manage behavior problems.) I also noted that schools seems ill equipped to teach it because, at least the one time a school I attended did try to teach basic finance, the whole lesson was basically a fail.


I would say that it's useful to teach basic finance BOTH at home and at school. That way if one skips or does a bad job, the other has a chance to pick up the slack.

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Birdfeeding

May. 10th, 2026 12:32 pm
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Today is mostly sunny and mild.

I fed the birds. I've seen a few sparrows and house finches, a blue jay, and a fox squirrel. :D Blue jays are fun.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 5/10/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

EDIT 5/10/26 -- I planted the pussy willow at the north edge of the savanna.

EDIT 5/10/26 -- I picked up sticks in the south lot, but only got as far as the birdgift tree. There were a LOT of sticks and they filled the trolley, which I dumped in the firepit. My partner Doug is out mowing a path around the prairie garden.

EDIT 5/10/26 -- I trimmed grass around the small garden beside the maple tree. The burgundy iris is open and smells musky-sweet. :D

We walked around the newly mowed parts of the prairie garden path. Much raking to do before anything can be sown there, but the sowing needs to wait for a rain forecast anyhow.

EDIT 5/10/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

I've seen a gray catbird at the hopper feeder.







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A day with @trepkos!

May. 10th, 2026 04:44 pm
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Nothing beats meeting a friend for the first time[personal profile] trepkos and I friended each other on LJ waaaaay back in the day, because we had friends in common and I thought she seemed cool and I guess she thought the same of me, and there it might have rested if Geoff and I hadn't come to her island!

We started the day with another huge breakfast and enthusiastic conversation from our host Elena; this time she made us veggie omelets and I fended off the beans and still couldn't finish everything. Then we hopped a bus to [personal profile] trepkos's place -- we caught a slightly earlier bus than I'd allowed for, so when we got off at her stop we had enough time to wander around the little oceanfront park and out along a slipway and a natural sprit of land that would have been under water at high tide but was lovely to pick our way along now that it was exposed. Then we came back to shore and walked up the road to her place, and had a nice chat (and tea) with her and her partner, and then we got in her car and she drove us to see wonderful things.

We started with a stroll out an enormously long breakwater on the northeast coast, just to admire the ocean and the way it was so much choppier and violent on the seaward side than the inner side, which is of course exactly what a breakwater is for, but it's pretty cool to look along its length and see both sides at once. There were several people on their way to swim, even. We could just see France on the horizon. And it was ferociously windy; at one point trepkos picked up a tangle of seaweed that had been flung up on the walkway atop the breakwater and tried to drop it over the side back into the sea on the seaward side, where we were walking, and the wind immediately snatched it up and whipped it over our heads to dump it in on the sheltered side instead.

There was a plaque mounted on the breakwater commemorating a fifteen-year-old girl who, starting and ending there, swam all the way around the island. The mind boggles, but apparently this is a thing that people do regularly!

Then we went on a beautiful walk through a wooded valley of conservation land with a stream running through it, just chatting the whole way about fandom and life and I don't know what-all. I had wondered if ticks were a danger here, which question was answered by a signpost warning of the danger of tick-borne disease, and also by the dog we met that had a tick on its forehead, which its owner flicked off when Geoff pointed it out, shudder. But I don't get the sense that they're the constant glaring danger that they are in some places I've been back home.

*pause to tick-check my lower extremities*

At the far end of the conservation area we looped around briefly on roads before re-entering it to retrace our steps, and we passed someone's "fresh eggs for sale" shed at the end of their driveway, with an honor box for money and also a "smile, you're on CCTV" note posted. However, there were no eggs there to be admired; I mean, I wasn't going to buy any, but I would have enjoyed admiring them. We did see a pheasant and several chicks crossing the road, though!

From there we went to the Faldouet dolmen, a Neolithic tomb and ceremonial site; we didn't stay long but such places are always atmospheric and make me think about the length of human history and culture. This one is six thousand years old.

We also went to La Hougue Bie, another Neolithic passage grave, where history is literally layered on layers. We crept into the Neolithic passage under the hill, and walked through a reproduction Neolithic longhouse; and went through the museum exhibit about the enormous Celtic hoard of coins and jewelry that was found in an undisclosed location nearby, dating from around 50 CE; and went through the underground bunker that the Germans built into the hill, which now houses exhibits and photographs commemorating the enslaved workers whom the Nazis brought to Jersey from all over Europe to build their fortifications. (We forgot, however, to visit the sixteenth-century chapel on the top of the hill.)

We finished up in the on-site cafe, which offered cakes and eclairs of a size that I remarked would make an American blush; Geoff and I shared a latte and all three of us got bowls of really excellent tomato-basil soup with fresh rolls, crusty on the outside and wonderfully soft on the inside. It was so much that Geoff and I have decided to skip dinner -- though I might have a handful or two of our trail mix, which I also greatly enjoy!

Trepkos gave us a ride back to our guesthouse, where we are now tucked up blogging. Tomorrow we plan to hike along the northwest coast, which is supposed to be be both gorgeous and quite challenging. We'll start by taking a bus to Grosnez Castle, at the northwest corner of the island, and walking east from there; there's a bus we can take home after what might be a hike of an hour or two, and another one at what might be anywhere from another one to four hours; I'm finding it really hard to get clear information! We'll see how we get on.

Mother's Day ficlet

May. 10th, 2026 12:06 pm
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AO3 Link | Small Distraction (250 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Deanna Troi & Lwaxana Troi
Characters: Lwaxana Troi, Deanna Troi
Additional Tags: Motherhood
Summary:

Lwaxana is trying to work.






Lwaxana Troi kept a perfect serenity around her as she spoke with the Tellarite Ambassador, despite the absolute mischief rampant in her daughter as Deanna ran through the garden party, evading her nanny of the day.

Said nanny was possibly having a very strong nervous breakdown in the midst of trying desperately to acquire the toddler.

"Would it be easier if you corralled her?" the man asked, with his voice actually full of understanding.

"If you do not mind, Ambassador Thek." She gave him a gracious smile, recognizing him now as a fellow parent. She turned her attention to Deanna amidst the legs of various noteworthy people. For the most part, people were accepting the disruption with grace, even amusement.

Little One? Mother is working, and you are causing a distraction that is not helping me.

Deanna stopped, her eyes peering across the way to her, before summoning all the dignity that a small child could.

"I am sorry," she said, projecting contrition to those who were not mind blind. Her nanny added a quiet apology to the pair closest, and scooped Deanna up to carry her back to the house.

"Ambassador Troi, she will be a credit with such fearlessness," Thek said once Lwaxana had refocused on him.

She gave a small smile. "I give her what freedom I can, that is safe for her, so she can explore."

"Children have a way of pushing their safe spaces ever outward," Thek said, nodding sagely.

"So they will," she answered.

Artificial Intelligence

May. 10th, 2026 11:39 am
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Generative AI vegetarianism

Hello, it’s me: I’m a generative AI vegetarian.

The tech industry is convinced this is the future; every app on my phone and most of the apps on my computer want me to use their new AI features.

I don’t want any of them. I want to write my own emails. I want to write my own (mediocre) software code. I want to learn and think and ponder with other humans, not with a text-prediction system built by consuming all the text on the internet.


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Have a happy day today!

May. 10th, 2026 08:53 am
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And, you know, feel however you feel about your mother!

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I can't decide which Caroline Bonaparte Murat is more of a mood:
her self-portrait as grieving Greek nymph widow with tits out for the lads;
or her mourning portrait as camorra crime-boss signing off a hit on her enemies... presumably by having them thrown into Mount Vesuvius.

And, yes, if it wasn't for his politics then one might suspect her (late) husband Joachim Murat was actually well-known physicist and Queen guitarist Brian May after having invested his fortune in constructing a time machine and travelling back to support Napoleon and become King of Naples.

Random Caroline Bonaparte fact, because three things make a post: she chose to employ a Welshwoman, Catherine Davies, (and her companion Mrs Pulsford) as third (under) governess for her children. Davies later published her memoir Eleven Years' Residence in the Family of Murat, King of Naples with a foreword by Achille Murat who was one of her previous governees.
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A crop blight offers the British a chance to apply to the UK the same pragmatic measures they used during famines in Ireland and Bengal.

The Death of Grass by John Christopher

Welsh Wooden Otters

May. 10th, 2026 11:29 am
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Okay, so this obviously isn’t live otters but I think it’s pretty magical. Via Hefin Owen, “A carving of otters on an old tree trunk in the grounds of Glynllifon country park in North Wales.”

Three Weeks for Dreamwidth: Biology

May. 10th, 2026 12:51 am
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This year during Three Weeks for Dreamwidth, I'm writing about reading as a way of becoming an expert in a given subject. Read Part 1: Introduction to Becoming an Expert, Part 2: Architecture, Part 3: Dance, Part 4: Music, Part 5: Painting, Part 6: Poetry, Part 7: Sculpture, Part 8: Conflict Resolution, Part 9: Cooking, Part 10: Coping Skills, Part 11: Gardening, Part 12: Relationship Skills, Part 13: Repairing, Part 14: Survival Skills, Part 15: Archaeology.


Three Weeks for Dreamwidth Part 16: Biology

Biology is the science of studying life. Its two main subfields are botany (studying plants) and zoology (studying animals) but there are other branches such as evolutionary biology, genetics, mycology (studying fungi), paleozoology (studying extinct animals), and so forth. Aspects include history, famous people, and regions. Different cultures have very different approaches to biology too. Here on Dreamwidth, check out [community profile] birdfeeding, [community profile] common_nature, [community profile] environment, [community profile] gardening, [community profile] naturaldyes, [community profile] petchat, [community profile] science, and [community profile] scienceworld.


Three Weeks for Dreamwidth April 25-May 15

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Poem: "How Great You Really Are"

May. 9th, 2026 09:31 pm
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This poem came out of the May 5, 2026 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from my partner Doug, [personal profile] lone_cat, and [personal profile] see_also_friend. It also fills the "Family" square in my 5-1-26 card for the Greek Myth Fest. This poem has been posted in memory of Shirley Barrette. It belongs to the Antimatter and Stalwart Stan thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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Daily Happiness

May. 9th, 2026 07:14 pm
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1. Over the past couple years we've been trying to walk more places around town rather than automatically hopping in the car, and I'm very pleased with myself today for doing all my errands walking. We still have rhubarb in the freezer and I wanted to make a pie today, so I stopped at the neighborhood market I pass on my morning walk every day, but they were out of pie crust, so when I went out to the farmers market later, I continued on to the larger supermarket since I was about halfway there at that point and was able to get pie crust (and it was on sale!). When I got home, Carla reminded me about the Neosporin I was going to get for her toe, but I'd forgotten it. So I went out later this afternoon to the pharmacy and got that. Both the supermarket and the pharmacy are about a mile away, so it's not a long walk at all, but would previously have been just an automatic drive. Instead I got some walking in and made progress on my audiobook.

2. At Costco yesterday Carla got some croissants, and they come in a pack of twelve, so we'll be having sandwiches a lot for the next few days lol. Anyway, she made some tuna salad for dinner and added all sorts of things into it and it was probably the best tuna salad I've ever had. Looking forward to having some more for lunch tomorrow.

3. Molly testing out a new box.

Space Exploration

May. 9th, 2026 04:08 pm
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Surprise! Tiny world with an atmosphere in outer solar system

Astronomers in Japan have just discovered that the tiny world 2002 XV93, orbiting in the icy reaches beyond Neptune, does have a thin atmosphere. That’s despite the fact that this space rock is just some 310 miles (500 km) in diameter. That’s about 7 times smaller than our moon.

The researchers said on May 5, 2026, that they detected the atmosphere when the tiny world passed in front of a star. Using multiple telescopes, they saw that the light from the star gradually faded instead of just suddenly winking. That’s evidence for a thin atmosphere around 2002 XV93.


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Liberation Day!

May. 9th, 2026 07:52 pm
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Today was the 81st anniversary of the liberation of Jersey from Nazi occupation, and we joined the crowd in Liberation Square to watch the festivities! Well, mostly to listen to them. Well, mostly to stand in the sun with no view except of other parts of the crowd and mostly poor audio of the music and speeches and songs and prayers. But we did have an excellent view of a small group of young soldiers (cadets? Some were literal children) reenacting the troops' entrance into the Pomme D'Or hotel facing the main square, where they took down the Nazi flag that had been flying above its portico (that bit was not included in the reenactment) and raised the Union Jack for the first time in five years. We admired many mysterious local dignitaries, political and religious, who gathered on and around the dais we were near, in front of the hotel, and watched the parade of Scouts, veterans, military and ambulance units, and other groups who marched past to close out the commemoration. Overall we didn't really experience much of the ceremony, and I was sorry not to have been able to hear the first verse of "Beautiful Jersey" being sung in Jèrriais (the lyrics were in the program, and I could hear well enough to recognize and follow the English verses, but my ear couldn't pick out and follow the Jèrriais against all the background crowd noise and with the poor amplification from the main square that we were just outside of). Even so, parts of the morning were quite moving, just knowing what it all meant.

Also I saw a lot of locals recognizing and calling out to one another in the shifting crowd and parading dignitaries. It's not a huge community here!

After the ceremonies ended there was music and food trucks and so forth in the next square over, but I was a bit done with crowds at that point. So we wandered a few blocks away to get Geoff an ice cream (it was hot and sunny! I had brought a scarf because I'm always afraid of being cold and the forecast had said it might rain, and I'd ended up draping it over my head to shade the back of my neck; I was worried about sunburn!). Then we went to check out the Jersey Museum, just off that second square.

We wandered through rooms recreating the domestic life and furniture of a (real, historical) Victorian family whose home the building had been, and who had gone broke and done a midnight flit to France, but what was more interesting to me was the exhibit that had been tagged on to it in the wake of Black Lives Matter protests, tracing the connections that family, and other Jersey people, and the culture in general both here and in England, had with the Atlantic slave trade. I am now too tired and sun-fried to really write it up -- I think Geoff is saying a lot more, he's next to me also typing -- but I thought it was very well done.

We looked through some other galleries as well, especially a good display on the Neanderthals who lived here off and on for, like, a hundred thousand years, up to as recently as forty thousand years ago. [personal profile] trepkos, we also saw your friend's piece on the people persecuted as witches! But by that time I was really staggering, so we stopped in the cafe in the museum's courtyard and I had a half-pint of that yummy Stinky Bay IPA and also several handfuls of trail mix, the first things I'd eaten or drunk in seven hours. Then we went back to our guesthouse, rested for a while, and had another excellent meal at the same cafe we'd been to before; they're getting to know us there! But our host, who recommended it to us, has also recommended a Kenyan restaurant (run by her daughter and son-in-law) and, when we asked about seafood, a Portuguese place, so I expect we'll branch out eventually.

But now, collapsing into bed.

Birdfeeding

May. 9th, 2026 01:26 pm
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Today is mostly sunny and mild. It rained most of yesterday.

I fed the birds. I've seen a large mixed flock of sparrows and house finches, a mourning dove, and a fox squirrel.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- We went out to run errands, which included a stop at Rural King for more bagged goods and a few flowers. Sadly they're moving away from the small sizes that I prefer; much of it was big pots and I'm not going spend $15-20 on something I could get elsewhere for $3-4, especially when most of my plantings are mixed. I only bought one big potted thing this season, and that was a pot with 4 different violas (purple-lavender, purple-white, purple-yellow, purple-orange) in it.

We also finished reading Super Smoothies.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I planted 4 celosia (3 pinkish-red and 1 yellow), a purple wave petunia, and a Bidens flower in the barrel garden. I hadn't seen the Bidens before but it is a yellow-and-orange flower similar to a marigold or coreopsis, so it fits well in the barrel garden. That's almost full -- I've got room to squeeze in a firecracker and maybe some marigolds but that's about it.

A petunia is blooming pale rosepetal pink under the maple tree, and an iris looks to be opening up sort of a chocolate color there too. I'm pleased that the peony has a strong scent; the dark pink one under the apricot tree is nearly scentless.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I planted 8 yellow marigolds in pots around the new picnic table.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I dug a whole for an oak seedling at the edge of the savanna.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I planted a pin oak seedling at the edge of the savanna.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

EDIT 5/9/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

I am done for the night.

Tigers by Eliza Griswold

May. 9th, 2026 02:00 pm
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What are we now but voices
who promise each other
a life neither one can deliver
not for lack of wanting
but wanting can’t make it so.
We hang from a vine
at the cliff’s edge.
There are tigers above
and below. Let us love
one another and let go.


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Seen on the SIR

This poem references the well-known zen koan.

Books

May. 9th, 2026 12:48 pm
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Bad Ass on a Budget is for Indie Filmmakers

Veteran stuntman and action filmmaker Eric Jacobus (God of War, Man Who Feels No Pain) delivers a tech-agnostic, philosophically grounded roadmap for zero-budget filmmakers to achieve high-impact action by mastering the “human universals” of physiology, psychology, and human relationships.

Badass on a Budget is a masterclass for the “Zero-Budget Action Filmmaker” (ZBAF) by veteran action designer Eric Jacobus, who draws on decades of experience from viral hits (Rope-A-Dope and Blindsided) to indie feature film production (Contour and Death Grip) to global franchises (God of War and Mortal Kombat). Rejecting gear-centric trends, Jacobus focuses on tech-agnostic “human universals”—physiology, psychology, and relationships—to provide a holistic framework for a high-impact “Action Ecosystem” where performance, choreography, camera, and editing work in perfect synergy.



Given the "human universals" I suspect this would work well for writers, artists, etc. who wish to choreograph effective fight scenes. Plus of course, a fun read for anyone who enjoys action flix and is fed up with the overuse of tech.  I also like the creative, DIY angle; it reminds me of the book Hang the Cat from Terramagne, which I wish existed in local-Earth.

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