Specific_Skunk

joined 1 year ago
 
[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 3 points 1 year ago (1 children)

I look around for cameras and if I find one, I stare at it for the whole ride. No one really watches those things unless something is being investigated so on the rare chance someone sees it, I’ll just be an oddity in a much more interesting tale.

Usually I just take the stairs though. I hate surveillance.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 6 points 1 year ago

So it pretty much boils down to “well the firefighters can’t work from home so nobody else should be able to either” and “won’t anyone think about the diners and coffee shops?!” There was also some rumbling about being more productive by being physically in the office. Bleh.

I feel like this destroys the only thing I enjoyed about Covid: the complete lack of traffic. You know who else probably enjoyed it? The f****ing firefighters, waste management, and emergency service personnel.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 0 points 1 year ago (1 children)

We had a lot where I grew up but the area I live in now has been owned by logging and paper companies for 100 years so it’s mostly been wiped out. The only remaining ones I see are beaten up along roadways (rare) or hanging off of cliffs.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 2 points 1 year ago (1 children)

Thank you! I have thimbleberry, service berry, and evergreen huckleberry so far, and I added some highbush cranberry to the front yard because it has such stunning foliage.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 3 points 1 year ago

Personally, I live outside in the nicer months. I absolutely hate being in a box indoors when the temperature is 55F+. It’s dark and gloomy and makes me feel like a trapped rat and makes me very anxious. Of course, I also have a ton of tattoos and my family has a propensity for skin cancer so I have to take a lot of precautions.

I stick to the dense shade provided by conifers or nearby structures, I wear loose-fitting long sleeves, and you will never see me without sunglasses unless it’s night time. I also wear neutrogena sunscreens that don’t leave a residue or scent on my skin because I hate how particles stick to oils and wasps/bees/flies love smelly-good things.

On a side note, I wouldn’t put too much stock in how stores break up products by sex. I don’t wear makeup and only wear men’s clothing and I’m a woman. I’ve never gotten a weird look shopping for boxers. The only people I know that burn scented candles at home are men, and they are predominantly seen as a “woman” thing despite being located in generally sex-neutral areas of stores. The weird boundaries around items make no sense to me.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 3 points 1 year ago (3 children)

I guess the original post asked for pictures of plants and I just posted my yard (which tbf has a lot of plants) so here’s a picture of a madrone I adopted. They’re my favorite tree but in serious decline in my area, so I propagate them and have started a colony of them on my property.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 4 points 1 year ago (7 children)

Here’s a before and after of my kitchen garden that was started as indoor starts, winter-sown seeds, or cuttings. The pots have now been moved and the raised bed is vegetables. The surrounding borders are a mix of common and native berry plants. It’s only a few months difference in the photo (fall -> early spring) and it’s much fuller already this summer.

[–] Specific_Skunk@beehaw.org 11 points 1 year ago

I was concerned about entering an echo chamber but then I remembered that I wouldn’t sit and drink in a skin head bar, or hang around a nazi rally. There’s something to be said about looking around the local environment and thinking “this isn’t for me”.

I can’t say that I’ve had many issues on other instances but there’s been a few posts where I’ve wandered in, then promptly noped back to the main feed because it was beyond “dissenting viewpoint” and more akin to walking into a room full of wasps.

If I want dissenting views I can go anywhere on the internet, but sometimes it’s nice to be able to discuss something you care about without being called names and dog-piled on. Kinda like walking out of the religious rally and into a library. It’s just a different environment.