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It's easiest for me to be grateful in the mornings. I wear down as the day goes on. Nonetheless today held a lot for me:
I'm always grateful for seeds; I'm grateful for my enormous seed vault from which I drew two seed mixes today to put out, one primarily lettuce and one primarily kale-style brassica. Sorting, evaluating, deciding on the mix: it's pure pleasure.
I'm grateful for my well water, which is always cool and tasty.
I'm grateful that the acorns Josh brought me two years ago, I guess two and a half now, from white oaks at UBC in the fall of 2020-- they survived two winters of stratification in the fridge, began to grow this spring, and now are safely tucked along the southern fenceline of my woodfield with significant mosquito blood-sacrifice.
I'm especially grateful that the red oaks from 42nd ave in Vancouver will be joining them. Those acorns are from trees I collected acorns from when I lived briefly in Vancouver as a kid, after immigrating to Canada, so that would have been in '87. I would collect them and they would sprout and there was no way to grow them all on a city lot, it was sad. Now I'm planting them up here over thirty years later. I don't know if either of them will survive the winter, but I've given them the chance.
I'm grateful my dogs are relatively calm with the fireworks happening right now.
I'm still grateful to my stubborn past self for planting all those tomatoes even though I thought I was going to move. The plants are growing so well and I would be bereft without them. I will be grateful to that self all summer.
I'm grateful for the door I found in the dump that might fit my loft doorframe well enough, and with enough airflow, to keep the cats out but let the air through.
In that vein I'm grateful my blankets are all washable.
I'm grateful for those who really listen to me, instead of hearing what they expect.
I'm grateful the mosquitoes up here barely leave a mark.
I am so grateful to have laundry in my home, and a nice tap to wash my feet outside before coming in.
I'm even more grateful that I survived so many heavy times to be here in this one moment.
I'm always grateful for seeds; I'm grateful for my enormous seed vault from which I drew two seed mixes today to put out, one primarily lettuce and one primarily kale-style brassica. Sorting, evaluating, deciding on the mix: it's pure pleasure.
I'm grateful for my well water, which is always cool and tasty.
I'm grateful that the acorns Josh brought me two years ago, I guess two and a half now, from white oaks at UBC in the fall of 2020-- they survived two winters of stratification in the fridge, began to grow this spring, and now are safely tucked along the southern fenceline of my woodfield with significant mosquito blood-sacrifice.
I'm especially grateful that the red oaks from 42nd ave in Vancouver will be joining them. Those acorns are from trees I collected acorns from when I lived briefly in Vancouver as a kid, after immigrating to Canada, so that would have been in '87. I would collect them and they would sprout and there was no way to grow them all on a city lot, it was sad. Now I'm planting them up here over thirty years later. I don't know if either of them will survive the winter, but I've given them the chance.
I'm grateful my dogs are relatively calm with the fireworks happening right now.
I'm still grateful to my stubborn past self for planting all those tomatoes even though I thought I was going to move. The plants are growing so well and I would be bereft without them. I will be grateful to that self all summer.
I'm grateful for the door I found in the dump that might fit my loft doorframe well enough, and with enough airflow, to keep the cats out but let the air through.
In that vein I'm grateful my blankets are all washable.
I'm grateful for those who really listen to me, instead of hearing what they expect.
I'm grateful the mosquitoes up here barely leave a mark.
I am so grateful to have laundry in my home, and a nice tap to wash my feet outside before coming in.
I'm even more grateful that I survived so many heavy times to be here in this one moment.
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Date: 2022-07-03 02:41 am (UTC)