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Dec. 31st, 2022 10:32 pm
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I come from community but that's now lost to me.

I'm in winter.

I'm coming to a time where I allow truth to overrule kindness and empathetic communication. I'm struggling with inward grief and darkness.

I need to shed my baggage and walk forward, eyes closed, and try to avoid resentment.

The deck says I'll need to travel light.
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I won't, since I'm not entirely in my right mind with some medication stuff happening. But:

This has been a year of tremendous loss for me. Not just the loss of a planned community and a partner, but also of a lot of trust in people: trust that folks who love me, care about me, and relate with me will tell me what's going on. I think I've been deliberately misdirected, withheld from, and lied to more in this last year or two by people I love than at least I ever figured out before, about anything except poly (I have come to expect to be lied to and withheld information from in the beginnings of someone's poly journey).

That is pretty dark. We'll see if it survives the light of whatever comes once my body has some sort of chemical adjustment.

On the other hand, this is the year I really get my 12-year-old self back, with my joys and my interests. That means a lot. I have bags of seeds that I grew. Today I wore clothes I made and snuggled with my animals.

People show up in a kind of attenuated way; not with deep intimacy, but certainly with care. There is, after everything, no one who feels truly safe and comfortable to talk to. There are people who we enjoy being around each other. My foot in the human world is light sometimes, and it feels strange.

I've come to extra value my mom. She is still there. Who knew she'd be the last one standing? Actually, no, she's always been the last one standing. She's too stubborn to go down. I guess we share that.

Tonight I'll draw a card, or some cards, from my deck in observation of the human new year. I'll drink some water and sleep. Tonight I can't see the future beyond that.
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So the slow erosion of reliable transportation infrastructure means that once again Tucker won't be here when expected. I have these holidays; what am I going to do with them?

I think I'll order a pizza, to start. We don't have delivery but our town does somehow have 1.5 pizza places (one with new ownership that does well, one that's been here twenty years that doesn't answer the phone and is only open on some, undisclosed, days but who the longtime locals defend to the death).

I'll do some grocery shopping and splurge on salad ingredients (lettuce is roughly $9/salad these days at the grocery store) and make a bunch of carrot sticks and cut fruit and whatnot and some smoked oysters and nice crackers and fancy olives.

I'll get out the meat slicer and slice a kg or two of prosciutto, coppa, etc.

Sewing will occur. Let's aim for a full base-and-midlayer outfit (2 tops, 2 bottoms, socks, slipperboots, and another set of fingerless gloves with a bonus if I do more gaiters) by the end of the weekend. I think I'm at the point where I can fit those garments well enough.

I'll do some cleaning so the house feels a little nicer. It's been backburnered lately in favour of survival-type activities.

Refill the woodrack.

I'll need to clean the chimney sooner or later. I'll be less anxious if it's sooner. The temp hasn't come down enough yet but it will.

I made a date to go cook with Ron on boxing day, which I think will be lovely even if he doesn't have a kitchen. I'm bringing a duck. Should I brine it? Funnily enough I haven't seen his new place yet but I know what part of town he's in, so I think I can just drive around till I see his vehicle to figure out where he lives.

I want to do some cooking. Cookies, crackers, bread, maybe a stew*, and some kind of squash-sprinkled-with-sugar-and-bruleed?

I do grocery pickup this Saturday for the expired produce at the store; maybe the geese and pigs will get some nice treats? Tbh I fed out all my treats during the cold. The dogs blasted through several lbs of fatty pork per day, the geese ate all their bell peppers, etc.

*I've discovered that everything savory and vaguely liquidy/saucy, like stew, butter chicken, soup of all descriptions, etc, is vastly improved by the addition of 1/8tsp of marmite.
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 It's Lughnasadh, day of first fruits. Every year I don't think I'm going to get any fruit, it seems way too early. Every year I am wrong.

Last year I'd had my first tomato by this time and this year I have only had my green grocery store cherry tomatoes. 

I had a big bowl of saskatoons yesterday, the bushes are literally bent double under the weight of berries. I pickled the cereal bowl full in a few minutes and the bush looks untouched. I have a bunch of saskatoon bushes around here but this one, my favourite, provides enough for the freezer on its own.

I picked a couple of the first raspberries today, this year, despite not doing any pruning last year at all so there were dead canes, some single year canes, and a whole ton of this year's canes all mixed up together and bending over. It looks like there'll be a decent harvest of them after all.

I've been eating lettuce salads since the lamb's quarters finished, though I am still terrible at making viniagrettes. Josh is an artist with them and I just cannot get the delicacy they need for fresh homegrown lettuce. Today's salad had some of that very nice chard (I only like chard without offensive stalks, which means "perpetual spinach" or biatola e costa) and some oxeye daisy flowers and some chive seeds.

Most importantly to this time of year, I've sorted out some planning on the woody perennial part of the garden just off the house, and put in the remaining apple tree and some accompanying grapes, with spots roughed out for the haskap, a kiwi (issai), some sour cherries, gooseberries, and the roses. With a bow towards Hestia as home and hearth I'm centering the backbone of the gardens in rings on the garden firepit (apple trees in a 36' ring) and on the chimney/woodstove. If I put a bonfire ring in the back the third ring will center on it. 

This doesn't mean a solid ring of trees, but it means that an arc of apple trees punctuated with taller cherries along the south of the property will shade the south side of the garden from south sun and then with raspberries underplanted shade the house from west sun, will part to let the drive run through, and then either spiral out into the plum trees or just continue along the edge of the plum bed. Within that some arcs of roses, inside the fence of the inner garden, will screen the more private area there. 

Running a ring off the chimney will be a little more challenging that running one off the firepit, but I can probably use my work laser for that.

Spent a ton of time this weekend moving the sprinkler around for the garden and being super exhausted. Will make a separate post about corn etc.

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