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Your result for The Avatar: the Last Airbender Bending Test...

Earth Bender

15% Fire, 50% Earth, 35% Water and 15% Air!

Earth is the element of substance, making Earthbenders and their people in general proud, persistent and enduring.  Chances are, you are patient and know how wait, and listen, for the right moment to act.

Take The Avatar: the Last Airbender Bending Test at HelloQuizzy

I don't know if I have a higher emotional affinity for earth or water, but looking at the 'how you are compared to others' thing, one thing I will agree on is that I definitely have less air qualities than average. 88% of people score higher than me on air. I've never felt an affinity to it at all. However, I score higher on earth than a whopping 94% of people. Apparently, I'm very grounded.

/likes comparing
//now go take the test


picture post

 Well, I had a big long entry written a couple of days ago but it managed to get eaten. To console myself I went to make popcorn and promptly spilled the kernels, thus giving me the sign I should just quit for that day. Now I'm back and I think I'll just post a few pictures, I feel I have a shortage of words in me recently. The only thing I have to add to this is that it's cold, cold, cold, and thus everything in the garden is slow. Gray from horizon to horizon, day after day, which I like for weather but the plants aren't so pleased with. It's supposed to be the middle of the summer but you need to wear a jacket outside. It's low misty fog too, I see it blowing in front of trees sometimes, obscuring them at a distance of only several hundred feet. I'm not doing much night driving now, if I can avoid it. 

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Some updates

I love my garden, I hate BP, blah blah blahCollapse )

ETA, and now a happy thought. Why I love the internet: I just read this.

Person #1: One of the most successful off-the-grid groups I ever met were a commune of witches.

Person #2: Decades ago, I used to run a bookshop in a fairly remote tourist town. Due to some extraordinary circumstances the previous years, there was an influx of alternate religious types to the area. Among them witches.
My bookshop was mostly known for occult books and paraphernalia, but we had a nice stock of more mainstream material like romance novels, comic books, and wrestling magazines.
Witches (Back then at least) were nuts about professional wrestling. They would walk right by my musty ancient leather bound grimoires and go straight for the magazine racks. If Rick Flair or Andre the Giant were on the cover, I'd hear squeals of joy.
One day, I was invited over to their commune for dinner as thanks for keeping their magazines in stock, as well as getting them extra special collectors editions and such. After we parked and got moving towards the farmhouse, I couldn't help but notice the wrestling ring set up in the barn...

I love these little slices of life. Now I want to know more about these wresting witches. Molly, I am thinking about you for some reason.


So RL's been keeping me on my toes lately. Probably a million other things I could have done tonight, but today, after it was too dark to safely weed anymore I sat down with my highlighter and my catalog from www.rareseeds.com . On that note, does anyone want some seeds? I hate throwing away old packs, but after a few years they lose viability. Seeing as most packs carry far more than I can grow, this always ends up happening though I get years out of each pack. I was thinking of listing what I have, but that's ridiculous, I'd be here all night. So instead, if anyone has anything they want, ask me and I'll tell you if I have it. I have vegetables, herbs and some flowers. I have some wee little plastic baggies I got just for dividing seeds out so have a go. Keep in mind I'm coastal and hardiness zone 9, sunset climate zone 14 I think, so there are things that do best in hot climates that I won't have as much of (melons, though I think I still have some seeds somewhere) but there may be some overlap. This year though, I'm looking for some melons that might do better. There's the Collective Farm Woman Melon, (is that Soviet produce, Comrade?)...idk, got to keep looking.

Okay everyone

I have a very important announcement to make!

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Trick or Treat?

1) Create a graphic (200 x 200 max size) to represent your personal "candy". It should have your username on it, but otherwise can feature whatever you want. Make it something special since it's self-representative.

2) Make a post with the subject "trick or treat?". Put your "candy" somewhere in it, and be sure to repost these instructions.

3) Then, go around other people's LJs and reply to them with either "trick" or "treat". If you reply with "trick", they will give you an LJ dare that you have to perform before taking their candy. If you're too wimpy for that, simply say "treat" and take their candy.

4) List all your collected candies in your original "trick or treat?" post to show off your collection, being sure not to direct-link! (or not ... w/e!)


We had the second power out of the season last night. It wasn't that bad, except that, being from winds and not rain I wasn't expecting it and thus hadn't dug out my little decorative lanterns yet. Everything else was where it was supposed to be, candles, flashlights, matches, 5 gallon water drums. But the big kerosene lantern needs a new chimney, and I don't have any kerosene for it anyway, nasty stuff that it is to store. Sooooo last night was very, very boring. Candles don't provide enough light for me to do anything by, so I sat around and sent rambling texts to sleeping people until my thumbs were sore. Don't know how I would have lived in ye olde days. What I really need is a REAL lantern for candles. The kind that has mirrors inside it and makes the light bright and dispersed but not so bright it gives you vision spots like a candle. Too bad I can't wander down to Ye Olde General Store to pick one up. Guess I will have to consult google.

Oh, and some lady hit my sister's car when it was parked in the parking lot, I guess proving that my family has terrible automotive luck, and I should probably not lend any cars to them, ever. She also got what had to be the WEIRDEST note ever on her car...when it was parked in the lot of the school Halloween carnival they took Sammy to. It was like an entire page of completely insane rambling and archaic words and terrible grammar that made no sense to tell her that her car was parked 'improperly', when it was right where the attendant had pointed them to. In amongst a whole row of parked cars. None of which had notes. I'm almost tempted to think it was a RL troll of some kind. It really...boggled the mind to think anyone would have written that seriously.

memory + dreams

It's very weird the things you remember when you're dreaming. Last night I had a dream that I was in the middle of a tropical ocean. I stepped out of a hut that was on stilts out there in the water (full of gay male artists for some reason) into my rowboat, and noticed that HORROR I hadn't shaved my legs lately, and my legs were all winter-pale to boot. Now in my head, I knew this was because in my normal home, it was winter, I'm wearing pants, so I've been lazy about shaving. So I start getting all pissed off at myself. Damnit self you lazy hooker! If only you'd bothered to shave last night when you were in the shower you wouldn't be in this predicament. You shouldn't let yourself go, you never know when you'll end up in the middle of the tropics mysteriously in some shorts! Now they've all seen your legs and they're probably judging you, and what's worse is you're heading back to a cruise ship and then EVERYBODY will see you there. God knows where you'll find a razor there. DAMNIT IF ONLY YOU HAD JUST SHAVED. But somehow, I wasn't quite recognizing this was a dream, even though I had memory of what I'd done the night before. There was just that small logic gap there.

In other news, my life is boring. It's only been raining one day and already I'm feeling antsy being indoors. I managed half an hour of antique window shopping before heading to the nursery and discovering they were out of all three garlic varieties I wanted. Somehow, in the space of a week and a half I've managed to go from 'but what can I plant now? It's fall and I'm whiny, I don't think there's anything much to put in' to 'HOLY CRAP HOW CAN I SHOVE EVERYTHING IN IN ONE MONTH!' If I'm productive (ha, ha) I could put in garlic, onions and sweet peas, and do a short crop of mustard, pak choy, collards, spinach, lettuce and beets. I kind of have my doubts that I can get in spinach, lettuce and beets at this time and not have them just go kaput in the frost before they do anything worthwhile, but according to more experienced gardeners than me I have about 3 weeks to get them in. Can I do it? Probably not. But I'm definitely starting the garlic, onions and peas.

In other, other news it's taken me until now to get a zucchini bread recipe I liked. Sadly, I tend to be a dump and stir cook, so it's hard for me to write them down. But here it is, more or less: zucchini breadCollapse )
I really need to A) learn how to use my camera properly and B) take it with me places. I've spent the weekend walking all over with my sister and Sammy on Saturday, and just my sister today. My feet are tired (the toes of my right foot always get smashed) but I saw so many beautiful things. The weather now is that perfect, cold cloudy gray, where the sky looks as soft as kitten fur. The air is cold but not too cold, it looks just right and the light is just dimmed enough to make all the colors really glow. Nothing is oversaturated, all the reds and yellows just seem to glow right where they all, rustling from the dark branches and the gentle blanket they lay on the hills. Nothing drastic, just the flecks run across a canvas with a brush, highlighting the deep dark green of pines and the bright green and silver of apple and willow.

It's amazing how I can forget how neat it is to live here, and just to be able to walk around and move over a quarter mile or less and find oneself in a totally different environment. I've tromped around bogs, walked through the orchards and the vineyards, under the dappled canopy of redwoods and bay trees, open scrubby fields ringed by wild blackberries and aster. The hills take you up and down, hiding little neighborhoods and microclimates, each with their unique set of houses and gardens, and after a long time of winding around in the far back country when we finally emerged to a place where I could see part of the road right next to my house, I didn't recognize that stand of willow at all and sat there marveling at how beautiful it was. It's amazing how familiarity can hide that from you. When I finally could see around the cottonwood stand and recognized where I was the context of the scene changed, and those set of trees were suddenly ordinary instead of rarely beautiful.

And of course this is apple country, apples everywhere, apples in great heaps around the trees on the ground. I'm used to the mild apple vinegar smell in the orchards this time of year. It's impossible to get them all up, and the groundfalls have good ones mixed in and we eat them as we pass through since they are never used. Even then there are wild apples, grave apples, wild roadside berries and grapes. All season long, even if you don't have your own trees you could pretty much be good, I haven't even figured out how many varieties the graveyard has. Now that my gravs are done I've been using them for eating apples, golden delicious and braeburns I recognize, but there are more, mostly striped.

It's put me in a very tl;dr mood. You have really long thoughts when you spend hours of time walking. Last night I tl;dr'ed for so long while I was drinking my tea I never finished the post. Now, my thoughts are still a little rambly but I'm tired...tired and I still feel like I should do some baking tonight. Probably zucchini bread. I must put zucchini in everything now.