Supposed to happen

Field day at work today. That is, I was working out in the bush. It was a pretty nice block topographically - right by a big lake, but they'd left a good big protective reserve on the lake. Lots of chunks of granite cleaving off hillsides and little plunging ravines everywhere.

Also A LOT of bugs, mosquitoes and blackflies predominantly, and a ton of slide alder and blowdown. This will be a somewhat challenging block. Time to get out the veil and headscarf. I probably do need someone with me for some of those plots, too, it just is safer to have a second person if it's really physically challenging to get in and out of any particular spot. Luckily lots of it is near edges and so will be fine though.

Even with all that, and with a slow tire leak and of course this outfit doesn't stock its vehicles with little battery-powered compressors (easily my favourite piece of car equipment that can exist), it was nice to get out. Out again tomorrow, and then I take a summer student out a couple days next week. Hopefully I decompress by then, I am not in the mood to share a truck with a stranger right now.

Before that, though, I need to go home and handle some piglets that may not have been fed enough. Hopefully the sow's milk has come in by now. Also something about hanging my door and making dinner for mom.

Mmm. My fingers smell like balsam (or, like school calls it, subalpine fir).

Devotions

I love how the corn differentiates: stocky, tall, slender, tillering.

I got my first open tomato flower: the stigma isn't super exserted but the anther cone really is open and the stigma is accessible. It's also from a big robust plant in the northern mix set, so it may be a bee-created hybrid from last year. That's what I'm hoping anyhow, and it was the point of last year. It's so neat to have projects like this that reveal themselves over time.

When I visited my coworker the other day his wife made roasted rhubarb which was caramelly and sticky, I think with no added sugar, and I have lots of rhubarb. I'm grateful for seasonally abundant food and for people who eat that way and share their knowledge.

My body feels properly tired. Between gravity and my blanket I feel... at rest, and I am grateful for that.

It rained! My corn will be so happy.

Mom and I did some companionable silence tonight, it was really nice.

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I realize I shouldn't be doing "gratitude" I should be doing "love"