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[rotteneldritchhorror]

I desperately need more botany/gardening/solarpunk/foraging posts that aren’t so fucking American-centric

“European plants are invasive” okay, in America— but which ones are invasive HERE, like are Spanish species invasive to England? Are French plants invasive to England??

#we’re a fucking island but we’re also in Europe and I need more shit about wildflowers or invasive species or edible foraging plants in UK #wild flowers #wildflowers #england #scotland #ireland #wales #including those three too cause it’s probably a very similar issue #I mean maybe I’m just not looking in the right places but everything I ever come across is American or Canadian #UK #solarpunk #botany #foraging #foragecore #foraged food #🪲 #botanic garden #garden design

[angiethewitch]

found a little patch of wild sweet violets yesterday 🖤

top tip - these flowers are edible! you can candy them and use them to decorate cakes. if you're foraging, remember to always leave some for others to enjoy and to ensure they come back next year 💫

edit: these may be dog violets, which are still edible but don't have a strong taste. they smelled like sweet violets to me but @corvidaeus in the notes pointed out some differences so please double check any plants you plan to eat from the wild!

#angie talks #witchcraft #wales #cymru #witchblr #cottagecore #corvidcore #naturecore #farmcore #dirtcore #solarpunk #foraging #rangercore #forestcore #adventurecore #flowers #nature #photography

[rumade]

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#5

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Did you know Chinese giant salamanders have a wiggly crimped edge like a pasty

317 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

#4

Video description: 1 minute of me talking about the love of my life, leaf mould

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336 notes - Posted July 5, 2022

#3

I check in with the Daily Mail every once in a while to make sure I'm seeing what folk are exposed to, and the top rated comments on this article were all anti-monarchy (except for one pointing out that the had misnamed the Princess of Wales by calling her princess Kate)

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629 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

#2

Loose instructions on how to grow a chair. The species used is a willow.

816 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I'm loving all the people sharing the double rainbow that appeared over London as a sign of her going to heaven

I see it more like the change you get in the sky when a video game boss dies, like that cloud over mount doom

1,693 notes - Posted September 9, 2022

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[punkhammer]

Planting Berries

by Punkhammer edited by a frend

2023- Factory Road is declared best street to live in the UK.

2024- The 1st house on Factory Road is sold for more than half a million pounds.

2025- The last of the origanal tenants moves out.

Winter 2030- Factory Road is flooded for the 1st time.

Summer 2031- First major wild fire comes threateningly close to the houses.

Winter 2031- Factory Road is flooded for the 2nd time.

Summer 2032- Wild fires come even closer.

Winter 2032- Factory Road is flooded for the 3rd time.

Summer 2033-Wild fires cause severe damage to multiple houses.

Summer 2033- The residents abandon Factory Road.

Winter 2033- The 1st of the original tenants move back in.

BING! A message appeared on a phone which was resting on the arm of an old sofa.

“Mam you have a message” Called a young girl of about 7.

“Whos it from?” A voice replied from down the stairs.

“Its from the factory road mutual aid group.”

“Really? I thought I’d deleted that group years ago, who texted?”

“I don’t know someone called bleurgehgreguhbah? I dunno, I’m bringing it upstairs.” She ran up the stairs with no time to waste.

Kate swung the bathroom door open on her mam as she’s washing the dishes in the bath.

“Whats the bloody rush Kate?”

Kate shrugs while Caroline dried her hands.

“Give it here then,” she said, taking the phone off Kate and staring at the screen with confusion.

“What is it mam?”

“Its Brian. He-He’s moved back into factory road.”

“ Where’s that?”

“Oh, its where me and your dad used to live. But those houses are ruined now.”

BING…BING…BING…BING

“What was that mam?”

“He’s sending us pictures of our old houses, they dont look so bad actually… he’s inviting everyone to a meeting at his house? This is ridicules who'd go to that?”

BING….BING

“Wow, Jack and Gloria and the Dhillons said they’re gonna go, what do you think, you wanna see the house your mother grew up in?”

Kate’s eyes grew 5 times and an enthusiastic “yeah” blurted out of her mouth.

“Alright then, are you in school tomorrow?”

“Nope. The electricity cut off again.”

“Okay well that’s decided. We’ll get there early tomorrow so I can give you the full tour.”

That night Kate lay in her mother’s arms drifting in and out of sleep, listening to the most wonderful stories of the rivers and mountains her mother had grown up with, and not long later they were both fast asleep, both dreaming of the next day. Soon it was the next day and their journey to Factory Road began.

Buses no longer went to Bargoed anymore. After all, those few who lived there never left and those who did not had little to no reason to visit. This meant Kate and her mother had to walk half the way there. Over hills and through abandoned farm land they made their way until they found themselves under a Viaduct. Kate was admiring the small spindly trees that had made their way through the brick work while mum just looked up, staring at the sky in remembrance of somthing lost. Then she squeezed Kate’s hand.

“Come on, this is the street. Our old house is just around the corner.”

The houses looked much the same as she remembered. Most of the signs of gentrification washed away by water damage and buried under a thick layer of muddy ash.

But one noticable difference was each house on the street had a small windmill sticking out of it.

Brian came out to meet them. His paint covered face eclipsed by a smile and arms open wide, he embraces mam whilst Kate stares up at him with wonder. Kate likes Brian. Mam tells her that Brian used to be a girl but changed into a boy when he was in Europe. Kate wonders if she will one day become a boy and desperately hopes she will go to Europe.

“Welcome home you two,” Brian says with a genuine warmth.

“Brian, what the hell are you doing here?”

“Same thing you are, I’m moving back in. All those posh English lot dissapeared years ago. The houses are rotting and I need a free place to live, so I’m moving back in. Come on let me show you what I’ve done so far.”

“Wait a minute, how are you moving back in and why is it free?”

“Oh, becase I’m squatting.”

“Squatting? Isnt that illlegal now?”

“Ilegal but not impossible. After all, nothing’s impossible. Now come on, I want to show you around.”

Brian showed them both around, explaining thet he’d made the wind turbines as a quick source of power that can be connected individually to each house as and when people move into them. This was needed as the electricity had been cut off to the street years ago. And how the TV antennas had been adapted to pick up internet, he had also started to replace the floor boards in a couple of houses, but this was taking him a lot longer than he had expected.

That night the meeting took place and Brian explained his ideas for the street and then the people talked and talk they did till late into the night. Some were excited, some where angry and some thought it was a joke. But by sunrise, they had come to a conclusion.

They would stay. Rebuild the houses they grew up in, and defend them from floods and fire.

The next day Kate sat in a tree house that her grandfather had made for her mother back when she was about Kate’s age. The treehouse, simply a wooden pallet nailed to a tree, was the only thing left standing by the side of the river. Once there were garages, sheds and caravans but they were all gone now, washed away in the floods. But the treehouse prevailed and Kate, unaware of what was there before, watched the adults building what was to come.

On one side of her there was a group of 5 to 10 people marching up and down the steep hill. Like ants they were carrying heavy rocks to the top and placing them to build a wall between the river and the road. On the other side people were dismantling the pavement peice by peice with pick axes.

Mam had told her this was all part of a plan to stop the flooding they had come up with the night before.

This went on until dark and Kate was called in to eat. Kate was pleasantly suprised to see a beautiful feast, laid out in the communal house. This was not what she was expecting when she heard some of the older kids saying they were going to collect the food from the super market bins.

Everybody ate, then all watched an old movie together on a pedal powered projector made out of an old bike. The older kids took it in turns riding to keep the movie playing

The next morning there was an energy and a tension in the air. Everyone was piling into vans and Mam was going too, though she wouldn’t tell Kate where she was going.

Luckily, with so many curious kids floating about, secrets didn’t stay secret for long. Not long after all the grown ups had left, every single child on the street knew exactly where they were going and what they were doing. A tall boy much older than Kate explained it to her.

“You see what they wanna do is use all the water from the floods to slowly put it on the mountin in the summer so it doesn’t burn anymore. But they need all these expensive pipes and pumps n stuff, so they went to that big D.I.Y shop over the hill n they’re gonna rob it.”

That evening just after sunset lights from a convoy of vans filled the room where Kate was waiting patiently for her mother. She ran out to the sound of passenger doors being slammed shut while back doors were getting yanked open. Up and down the street people were running back and forth with arms full of piping

The tall boy seemed to be telling the truth Kate thought to herself.

The next morning was the day Kate had been waiting for. Today they would start work on the hill behind the house. Diggging trenches and laying pipes was not what she had dreamed of when her mother had told her stories of hiding in the ferns and picking berries, but she could hardly imagine that now, looking over the rolling hills of mud and ash. But there was no time to greave for what would surely return so she continued helping her mum. Mum would dig the trench then Kate would lay the pipe, then they would connect the pipes together and they went on like this along the hillside.

The next morning, when the police arrived to search the entire street, they found nothing. Even though what they were looking for was all around them, the pumps placed under the paving slabs and pipes buried under soil, they couldn’t see any of it. After a few mud pies of encouragement from the kids, which Kate may or may not have participated in, they left empty handed.

Summer 2053 - Kate and her daughter walk the hills behind Factory Road, collecting berries. Caroline waits at home, preparing to turn the berries into a pie.

#short story #solarpunk #solarpunk fiction #solarpunk story #fiction #wales #solarpunk short storys #solar punk #punk

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[osmiabee]

I'm creasing at everyone turning on the whole self-sufficiency/home farming movement atm.

You have posts like "wow imagine you and your significant other cuddled up in your own little farm cottage in the countryside 🌸" and the notes have people going "we really need to deconstruct the racist and neocolonialist aspects of this romanticised ideal right now immediately in case anyone reads this and has a good time or thinks this is a totally wholesome and unproblematic idea" like first off: time and place bruh and B.2 if I actually in real life decided to piss off to the countryside and start a farm based off that one post...... whoooo am I colonising???? The fuckin Welsh???????

#lmao i hate this siiiiiite #performative woke bae americans shut up challenge #like its every goddamn post????? like people going the fuck off about how disgusting and awful the whole solarpunk movement is #when like????? people arent actually doing that shit first off??? #also it bugs me that someone was like 'oh hey... what a nice thought!' *post* #and then someone read it like HOW CAN I MAKE THIS A PUBLIC DEBATE #like absolutely talk about it??? but make a seperate post fucking god damnit fuck i jist want to daydream in PEAACEEE #anyway #I'm off to stick my huge and gigantic schlong inside of a sheep as a radical act of assimilation to welsh culture #you know what they say: its not colonialism if you stick your dick in a sheep ;) #if u read these tags I just want to apologise #not for the content but because your validation means my sheep beaten meat is now coming for u like a heat seeking missile #should you accept you may rule part of of my kingdom in wales and yes before you ask #the king is my dong #its a kingdong so to speak #please please someone defenestrate me

[solarpunkcast]

While it may be something to critique, I don't agree with your post about cottagecore romanticizing colonialism and requiring stolen land to fulfil. Most cottagecore themes I've seen are pretty eurocentric (which is perhaps something different to examine) with comments on the posts like "wow wish I had this house and lived in the south of France/Scotland/Wales/Ireland with my three cats and two dogs". My point being: I don't think a majority of people consider solarpunk to be idealized America

/2 All that aside, you're right that solarpunk and cottagecore are not related past a desire for greenery and sustainability in everyday life.I’ve heard some talk of this before: I was told the issue in Europe is that cottagecore is often an individualist fantasy (parcel of private land), which conflicts with pushing towards taking back the Commons (public lands) to benefit everyone.

But, the issue of race also applies to Europe as well: The decisions of who gets granted land is still biased. Do you think France or the UK would grant a Muslim family a parcel of land over a white couple? Hell, I imagine the Scots, Welsh, and Irish would not take very kindly to the English wanting to move into their countrysides considering the Isles’ history...

I do understand mainland Europe is different, and I’m not saying people can’t partake in escapism. But when native and black people say we need to critically examine an escapism that can turn into real-world-goals? We need to listen.

#answered #anon

[angiethewitch]

lots of mushrooms :) 🍄

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