celaeno

a large quantity of yarrow (as much as i could cram into my old timber cruiser bag) for dyeing some linen i have stashed away, for a project i've been planning at least 2 years now. last year there was a big fire and i couldn't get out to collect anything. it is one of my favorite plants and will make a nice soft green dye if mordanted with alum and copper.

in the same area was plenty of greenthread, flush with the wet year, and it's been so long since i've had greenthread tea around the house i couldn't resist harvesting a grip to dry. they are tied into bundles that are the perfect size for a strong pot of tea.

i have read these before but i love to collect old pulp paperbacks (with the good art). the cookbook looks charming and they all have that delicious old paper smell

i'm starting to notice that when i go to get groceries at 10am on a thursday while wearing one of my black metal shirts the little old ladies and moms at the store are kind of avoiding me. it's subtle but distinct that none of them seem willing to reach in front of me while i block the produce isle for 5 minutes deciding on the orange (on sale) or red (tastier) bell peppers. i guess they can't read spidery black metal writing or they would see that today my shirt actually said "LIVE LAUGH LOVE" on it.

Stunning. A deeply bodily comic that is not only confrontational in its looseness but fully embodying it—“vibe-driven” only because its vibes are absolute, overpowering, leaving no room for anything outside the realm of feeling. I love it.