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I like trees and rocks
Oh, interesting! My teenage brain didn’t seem to add that association aside from a few events that were memorable anyway.
November 23, 2025 at 6:20 AM
Isn’t it weird? I was in high school in the 70s. A local HS radio station plays deep cuts from the 60s and 70s. I keep being surprised by songs I‘d only heard a few times 45+ years ago yet somehow I still know them.
Teenage brains, man. Like carbon sinks, but for songs.
November 23, 2025 at 3:49 AM
Probably get outvoted by the huge coastal bloc going for beach at low tide. That’d be fine too.
November 22, 2025 at 6:40 AM
Hm, California state smell?
I vote chaparral after the first rain of the season.
November 22, 2025 at 6:38 AM
Good theory! But no, I watched it closely - I was fascinated - and I cleaned up the pile myself whenever they stopped adding new ants for a while.
It’s possible that I disturbed their trails during cleanup which then delayed the next pile, but I tried not to, only sweeping them away w no chemicals.
November 22, 2025 at 1:11 AM
I had an ant graveyard in my bedroom. Every few months a bunch of dead ants would accumulate in a particular spot on a window seat.
I wondered why it was episodic. Did they have a morgue that they cleared out periodically, or did they rotate graveyards?
November 21, 2025 at 8:40 AM
Muscle memory. Seriously, it persists. People with dementia might forget events & people but remember how to knit, hold a baby, play the piano.
Not only do I still often double space, I get annoyed at randomly rearranged keyboard keys. My *fingers* know where the @ key is supposed to be, dangnabbit!
November 18, 2025 at 8:39 PM
Lol. I remember that from my days commuting on San Francisco trolleys. I wondered if the conductors amused themselves by trying to guess which new passengers would be hasty cord-pullers. Or which of the regulars would win the cord-pulling race today.
Today: you won!
November 18, 2025 at 2:28 AM
A trick I learned for managing feline territorial issues on the bed: I put down small towels near the corners. The cats each claimed a towel and seemed to feel safe there, with THEIR towel acknowledged off-limits by the other cats.
November 10, 2025 at 3:11 AM
Ah, one of the few* trees that reliably give fall color here in N California. I love them so much, even their ankle-killer maces.
(Oher fall-color trees that thrive here: Chinese pistache, ornamental crabapple, and of course the mighty ginkgo)
November 10, 2025 at 3:05 AM
Reposted
Nearly a quarter-century ago, Dick Cheney personally meddled in a govt report finding that Klamath Basin fish actually need, y’know, water—an act that led directly to the catastrophic salmon die-off in 2002 and thus paved dam removal’s way. Now Dick’s dead and the Klamath lives. Makes ya think.
November 5, 2025 at 10:40 PM
“I remember the ‘80s” - me
“I remember the ‘40s” - my mom
“why can’t we have somebody like Reagan again” - my siblings
“…sigh….” - me and my mom
November 4, 2025 at 2:23 AM
Aww. Reminds me of my hard-won tactics when I had kittens: Get the bottom sheet on quick-quick, then make up the rest of the bed right over the squirmy lumps o‘ kitten. Then open up a tunnel out the side so they wouldn’t shred everything when they got tired of their blanket fort.Sometimes it worked!
November 3, 2025 at 6:17 AM
Often when I, eg, load a washer, I think: “fool designer never did a load of laundry in his life”
Lot of that going around in social media tech
Techbros who have no idea how normal people converse keep getting these bro-brilliant ideas that degrade the experience of conversing
Try not to do that plz
November 1, 2025 at 6:51 AM
Right here in my suburban apt I’ve got neighbors speaking Spanish, Tagalog…. Oh wait I only meant to mention my Bulgarian, Ukrainian, and Swedish neighbors.
Besides, if they‘re COOKING Mexican or Bulgarian or whatever for the block parties they’re better neighbors than the macaroni salad guys :)
October 30, 2025 at 6:30 PM
How I love coming across a new-to-me yard with a rock collection. I like a pile of landscaper-supplied river rocks just fine, but a bunch of lovingly curated rocks? I’ll stop to look closely at each one. “Why do they love this one?”
(One neighbor has whole logs and stumps of petrified wood!)
October 22, 2025 at 5:29 AM
Same! Except I’m going to sleep about when you’re waking up so it’s
- 10 pm (pacific time): ah the east coast has finally gone to bed wait omg terrible things on the west coast
- 1 am: ah the landscapes in Europe are so lovely, and such pretty birds
October 21, 2025 at 11:45 PM
“Free markets and personal liberties“ is always some guy who has never had to solve a real problem in his life and is pissed off about:
- labor laws, and/or
- age of consent laws
October 8, 2025 at 4:23 AM
I finally fixed my loom, so I’m winding my father’s old ironwood netting shuttle. He made it some 60 years ago for crabbing in the San Francisco Bay.
October 8, 2025 at 12:17 AM
I just want to spend the rest of my life with Lois McMaster Bujold narrated by Grover Gardner. Gardner is the greatest. He’s surpassed the great, great Frank Muller, IMO.
They both, Bujold and Gardner, sound like they just have so much FUN writing and reading these books.
October 8, 2025 at 12:13 AM
I’m wondering what actual military people will be thinking when they‘re looking across a town square at those dumbass fatass cosplaying armed&masked civilian LEOs.
I’m wondering about the conversations among the highest ranking military leaders. They’re in a pickle. They need high-ranking gonads rn.
October 6, 2025 at 2:30 AM
Reposted
Every other journalist in their Rolodex was already tied up on the phone with a different flag officer. The sports reporter for the Bland County Messenger probably has a two-star blowing up his phone right now, looking for someone to gripe to.
September 30, 2025 at 11:23 PM