Happy trans day of visibility! This might be a long shot, but I’m a black non-binary witch that recently lost their job due to Covid-19. I’m using this time to start an edible garden at the apartment complex I live in before my landlord can do anything about it! If you could support in any way, even if it’s just reblogging, pls do!
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Who else is frustrated at the sizing for feminine clothing? I can’t find anything that fits because I’m either too big or too small.
Fuck societal sizing standards.
Normalize making your own clothing again!
A neighbor who got some seeds from us left us fresh eggs! What a wonderful surprise!
My snap peas are doing well! My biggest day to day issue so far with isolation is I’m spending waaaay too much time staring at my plants, waiting for them to grow!
Went foraging into the woods in my daily government assigned walk and brought some wild garlic home, gonna make it into pesto.
NEWS FROM THE VEG FORT:
THE VEG FORT IS ON LOCKDOWN! Trespassers will be composted and anyone who looks at my shallots for too long will be prodded with a bamboo stick (conveniently 2m long to respect social distancing). This is now the law!
What a crazy time we find ourselves in. How is everyone holding up?
It’s been a busy time in the Veg Fort, we’ve finally had a few days of sunny weather. My shallots, battle-hardened by all the recent rain are very slowly starting to perk up.
Next to them I planted six Summer Spinach seeds in the vain hope that they would grow, then we had about two weeks of constant rain and I assumed that had scuppered their chances has it had done with a few others crops I’d seeded directly outside. BUT BEHOLD! LIFE! A single solitary spinach plant has risen.
My potatoes, slumbering beneath the soil like startchy little Cthulhus, have started to emerge! Soon all will fear them!
My tomato plants have also come along in leaps and bounds. I’ve had to transfer them to a propagation container which I’ve then put inside the cold frame. I’m hoping that they’ll get enough heat to continue their phenomenal growth. Also, I wasn’t expecting all twelve to grow so I’m thinking I’ll keep three and deploy the rest amongst my allies in the rebellion.
Growing equally fast has been my beans. I’m very excited about these as they were grown from seeds taken from last years crop. So they’re 2nd generation soldiers! They went from seed to about three inches tall in four days.
While it was sunny I also managed to get a lot of seeding done.
Inside I have two heated propagation trays. I’m thinking that by the end of April I’ll have a reasonable amount of veg to transfer outside. And then the fun really begins.
It’s amazing to think how much it’s changed in just under a year.
As soon as the lockdown eases I’m hoping to move my beautiful homemade bench over from my dad’s. Then I’ll make a start on the corner bed where the fruit tree is going to go.
So yeah, the Veg Fort is waking up. And the world it’s waking up to is going to be different than expected. A perk of all this isolation is that we can all take the time to think about the differences we want to see when this passes and how we can each work towards making it happen.
That said, don’t forget to breathe, stay hydrated and help each other. And when you feel up to it: read, write, draw, make music, watch movies, learn a skill; reach out to old friends, new friends and plan for tomorrow.
Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not obliged to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it. – Rabbi Tarfon
Dying with Turmeric.
If someone has done so, please help me. I would like to try dying a piece of 100% cotton with tumeric, but I lack Vinegar and I have little interest in purchasing it because I never use it. The smell alone is also off putting and I don’t want my grandmothers small apartment reeking of it.
I DO have left over Soda Ash mixture from my previous tie dye attempts, but I wanted to give this a try since I want to try a no cost tie dye.
So my question is: Is Vineger a necessary ingredient, or can I soak my cotton piece in the soda ash first, then use the turmeric to dye it.
So when the library closed for this situation you automatically got to keep the books that you currently have at home indefinitely.
Which ironically means that I am stuck at home with “ Self Sufficiency for the 21st Century, Revised & Updated by Dick and James Strawbridge. “
I have planted so many seeds, transplanted so many flowers, started so many veggies. Every sunny windowsill is full. So far the only small disappointment was the packet Ferry Morse seeds for butterfly weed. There were only 18 seeds in it - the tiniest pile at the bottom of the packet! We’ll see what I get; I have a good, dry site they should like. This morning I found a random Virginia bluebell coming up outside the flower bed. My flowers often try to crawl out of the bed; I don’t understand what’s so attractive about the lawn. I dug it up and moved it near the creek, a site that should make it happier. Tomorrow, maybe I’ll make willow and elder cuttings and try to get them rooted. Also I found some hazelnut bushes growing someplace I’d never seen them before. They’re a welcome addition to the farm!
The peony ‘cage’ turned out looking very random and wobbly, even though I shoved the stakes in the ground as deep as I could. It will either hold the peony stalks upright when they’re bigger - or it will flop.
I fucking hate my landlord
My house is roughly a century old and it hasn’t really been updated since the 80s. Every time we need work done on it, the plumbers or whatever are shocked by our systems. We have barely any insulation because he refuses to pay for it, we contacted a local disability housing association, Nest, and all they could do was put insulation in half our loft. Do you know what we’ve got in our walls? Sheets of steel. It doesn’t retain any heat.
Our landlord supplies our gas, because we’re out in the country we rely on bottles. Multiple times he’s left us for days without gas, which means no heating or hot water. The longest he left us without gas was 5 days. He left his DISABLED tenants with no gas. This is illegal btw but we can’t do anything. I started showing hypothermia symptoms last time he left us with no gas. It was the middle of winter.
If we ever try to assert the law or our rights, he finds a way around it. We hadn’t had a gas safety check in 3 years, and he’s supposed to do it every year. We asked him for one and we were planning to go to the council to report him. You know what he did? He forged the certificate and there is no way to prove it. Our boiler is way out of date and it has a host of problems but we’re too scared to do anything in case he evicts us.
Speaking of gas…when we moved in, we were told we could use the fireplace. When Nest came over to look at what they could do, they asked if we were using the fireplace and immediately told us to never use it again. Turns out there was old pipes up there that used to supply central heating. Anytime we lit the fireplace, the smoke was going directly into those pipes and was just sitting there. We could have died from carbon monoxide poisoning. They also had to replace the carbon monoxide alarm because it was never working in the first place.
When we had a gas leak, I was passing out so my husband called the emergency gas safety line. A day later when he sent one of his people up, we were told he was annoyed with us for not calling him. What the fuck?!
Our estate recently had a problem with rats and he refused to fill in a hole in the wall where the rats were coming in. He only fixed it when another tenant on the estate threatened to report him to the council. Every other house on the estate is owned by the council. Not ours.
Our windows have never closed properly, and he won’t do anything about it. We’ve been asking him to fix them for 3 years.
He owns a local campsite and from what his employees have said, he treats them like shit. He’s still not closed his campsite despite the covid 19 outbreak. He’s probably rolling in money yet can’t fucking fix the plumbing.
I’m sick of him and I’m sick of people acting like landlords are okay sometimes. When we say all landlords are bastards, we mean it. This house is not worth the money we pay for it but we have the constant threat of eviction over our heads if we dare to complain. There are no tenants unions near us, we have to rely on the council which is crap as it is.
All landlords are bastards. I hate them and I had their exploitation.
Seeing as everyone is in quarantine right now due to covid-19, I’ve been having nearly daily calls with a friend of mine & I’m pretty sure I’m radicalising her into becoming an environmentalist. Just today I had like an hour long speech about sustainability & zero waste, to be fair, she says that she appreciates my rants because she learns a lot so, no complaints from my audience
It’s now one month before planting time and my rigged up greenhouse seed starting chambers are full to bursting!
It’s hard to see the little plants, but there’s a nightshade party in one of the tops!
Those are Cherokee purple tomatoes and patio baby eggplants.
Easter preparations have begun! So far I have always spent my Easters with my family at our cottage, but that’s out of the equation now, so I have to invent my own Easter traditions. I know I have a bad habit of planning to do and make a lot of things for different holidays, so I will try to keep it low stakes this time, BUT also incorporate some Solarpunk elements, because why not?
First thing first! Usually people here grow ryegrass around Easter, but I have had a bad luck with them for years, so this time around I decided to grow pea and corn sprouts. I started soaking peas couple days ago, but that first batch had… An unfortunate fate. I really, REALLY like peas, so I, uh, ate them… When soaking a new batch, I started soaking another batch, just for eating, and this time around I managed to leave them (mostly) alone until sowing. Both peas and corns are meant for decoration just as much as for eating, and if there’s anything left when the outdoor gardening season begins, I will plant them on my balcony and see what happens.
I started accumulating chocolate eggs. I honestly don’t really like the whole bunny/chicken/chick/egg thing, but I HAVE to have chocolate eggs during Easter. Especially Mignon eggs, which are real eggshells filled with solid nougat.
I have some other plans too, but they need some work before I’m going to talk about them, but I will update later :)
(Note: Easter in Finland is highly secularized these days, as are most Christian holidays, so while it’s easier for me to use Christian names for most holidays, I don’t celebrate them in a religious manner)
Some pictures of the Ajuga and the Asparagus Fern we’ve had growing for a few years now. I don’t think I’ve seen the Ajuga bloom like this ever, and the Asparagus Fern is starting to take off too. I attribute it to a lot of rain and sudden warm weather before the oak trees that shade them grew leaves.
Also I know Ajuga can be invasive in some areas, but it doesn’t usually do too well here. I honestly expected them to die because they were doing so poorly for the longest time. It’s been there for like 3 years and only one of them is finally starting to put out a couple of runners. It’s also in a contained bed with a large gap between it and any uncontained areas, so I’m not worried about it getting out of hand.
Also today while mowing my dad found a ton of wild blackberries growing underneath a cedar tree in our yard, so we are going to trim back the branches above them to give them better sun and hopefully get them to use the tree as a trellis. I’ve read that most wild blackberries are bushy varieties but these are actually a vine variety. So hopefully I get lots of wild blackberries this summer.
Humans were made to art and laugh not capitalism and cry