Tag: personal

So its not just my queued reblogs that are being blocked/muted from my main browser tumblr; I myself am being outright muted. The last post to show on my blog rn is from 16 hours ago.

This is a gardening/personal blog, kept reasonably sfw. Are you for real, are you fucking serious. You sure ya’ll sfw think tumblrs think you’re safe from this entire mess tumblr staff have been making? You still so sure now???

Maybe, MAYBE things will get better, I sure freaking hope they do. There’s people here I do not want to lose.

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~) sorry ‘bout this, but you seem super neat so here yah go!

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Super neat is a new compliment ty. Also its cool yo, its been a long time since one of these ask/memes came up to me, so then,

5 things I like about myself

  • My pictorial memory, especially for things I like such as plants/flowers. It’s what gives me the edge on remembering for plant ID even if the name somehow slips my memory.

  • Not sure for the word for this one… but I guess when I’m Determined/Stubborn/Obsessive about certain tasks/things? It has its drawbacks, but those days where mass-read books like a kid on candy, or those days where I’d lock on a drawing idea and make a huge complex piece? I wouldn’t change a thing on those moments~

  • I guess I like how I try to design my OCs wth different body types/looks etc.. Can’t say I always do it successfully but hey that’s the process of self-improvement.


  • Sometimes how I’m able to pick up/move stupidly big/heavy things??? I probably shouldn’t with how out of shape I am but farmlife don’t care. Like, I had to move some big metal-and-wood barn doors (the BIG, tractor-sized ones) last week and while it WAS a struggle, I was one of the three of us able to move it a decent bit with a good pre-prep huff and puff of breath lol.

  • My agility? (do I have agility, I assume I do with the evidence) Very good for dividing groups of cattle when trying to separate the ill ones for medications. And apparently my agility is well known enough that a High School classmate that knew me from only one class remembered me not just for my height but for the fact I could traverse through the full hallways like a bullet (which btw the key is to take advantage of the crowd gaps to bob and weave through).

Wow I’m actually surprised that I didn’t do any repeats for this one with the last time I did this (at least, I think). Now for the equally hard part; tagging people with this.

There’s something about how social disabilities cripple the ability to do Basic Business Contact that then leads to a lvl of extreme helpless overdependence towards others that makes me so frustrated and angry. I’d rather not have other people as a crutch for something that I need to be able to do myself if I’m going to be doing ANY kind of business long term.

It’s like I go from Okayish Functional Human Being to Clamped Up Child In a Bubble.

I’m gonna level with you guys. Save for my own original posts, offtopic stuff, my ramblings, and some artpieces, I don’t think I’m gonna be tagging as much anymore if at all. The queue as is will have tags for a while (cause like hell I’m going back removing old tagging, no way!), and the autotag from xkit may still help with giving some exceptions, but otherwise tagging will probably stop from me. The more I look into my energy management the more I’m finding it’s more work than it’s paying off for me to tag every single post I reblog/post. Plus I do not see much benefit for it for such a blog as this. Before I did not go through as many posts per day relating to this blog so at the time it was less work/exhaution to tag, now there’s just too many posts to manage if I want to reblog etc.

If I want to keep running this blog I have to reduce the chore exhaustion, and for  the time being this may be the best way how. I’m not going anywhere, but I will say some small things will change to make sure that stays the case.

Hardly a few days ago I attended the funeral of my late Aunt Joyce. It’s still somewhat a trip to fully awknowledge that she is now gone from this world.Especially in my younger years she was a large influence to part of who I am today. Outside of the usual monetary/candy gifts I more distinctly remember her gifting, if not passing down some of her old encyclopedic gardening/plant books (which I still have), at the time when I was book devourer I absorbed what I could like a sponge, she enabled the interest to the point I grew to seek it more and more.

At times I would hang out at Grandma’s where Joyce too resided, oftentimes they would both be tending to the closeby gardens if they weren’t just soaking up the outdoors on their chairs. It still awes me even now remembering their wrinkled frail hands unhesitantly working and tending to the roses, especially the oh-so-thornful Rugosas. Joyce one time even gifted me a break-off of beastly rugosas, which didn’t make it, but was what made me grow some interest to roses, especially rugosas back in my mind, despite the fact I had seen roses as nothing more than fickle brats to attend to in a garden setting, it was also what made me grow an obsession for Rugosas and their hybrids despite never growing any save for one Canadian Explorer Rose. I am sure out of the many flowers she loved, roses were definitely one of her most favourite. Other plants came from those gardens which I still have, particularly the Lily of the Valley, and Solomon’s Seal both of which still thrive in my own gardenbeds, almost overzealously so.

One plant that Grandma did not have that only Joyce had, and also introduced me to, was the Rose of Sharon. Rose in name only, she pruned them every spring, and gifted me some of many seedlings which naturally popped up from the cultivated soils. Until the barn fire of November I had a stately white rose of sharon for several years which was a child of her own, which charmed me to as how it charmed her.

I also remember how she would talk about how she and Elvey would use the old greenhouse on Grandma’s property to grow and sell Tomato plants. Even after those days the Greenhouse still prospered as a vacation spot for the large array of houseplants both Joyce and Grandma had. It’s funny to think that although I grow very different things from her, that I’m nonetheless still taking on a similarly Horticultural pursuit in my own life as a perennial/tree nursery grower with my own greenhouse.

She was an influence to many not just me. Nonetheless I will not forget what she had taught/gifted me. Rest in Peace Aunt Joyce, I am sure you would’ve been glad your funeral was on such a beautiful day with flowers blooming all around the churchyard and graveyard.

THE GREAT BOOK MIGRATION- *bricked*

It is SO DAMN NICE to have a tall enough wall to actually be able to put my books in a legitimate bookshelf against the wall.

I’ve shown you the plant/gardening book collection in the past, but here’s a revisit, with them moved into some “new” shelves (they were used for video cassettes in the living room before) along with all the other books that I have in my book-hoarding claws. With the house addition, I get to take over the new basement as my new bedroom to settle into eventually, so we got ahead of the game and got the books moved down there. I just realized there’s one plant book out of the shot; a tall book on roses that’s put on top of the shelves due to its dumbly huge size, but I think most of you can just use your imagination to put it in the archive of books.

The amount of unread novels/manga should make it apparent as to why I haven’t been buying or wishing for any books anymore (that is, unless they’re new plant reference books), cause my novel devouring is sadly not what it used to be, I do however plan to fix that once I move into the new bedroom as the new shelving makes it less messy/dangerous to un-shelve books for casual reading.

EDIT- also realized I got part of the plant section highlighting wrong but it’s a small bit of that so it can be overlooked *had already deleted the source file I was using for this*