Hey, it's the UU people! I love them!💛

And that's all for now! I'll update everyone next week on the health of the plants and improvement of the garden. Thanks for stopping by and stay safe and warm!

I'm really glad I was able to collect the rainwater for the plants. At least if they can't get too much sun inside, they can have nutritious water.

I have a sample garden of stuff I can potentially grow (missing: pineapple), so I'm thinking of using it as a kind of guide and changing some stuff.

I found the rake! I'll clean up the yard next week provided the weather will not be miserable. I also go to put the rainwater collection station to use! The two bottles are new. I tried to filter the water using paper towels, but I just made a mess...

More plants! The green onions and pineapples! They were confirmed to be pineapples. Why are there so many? I don't know.

I have an idea of what to do, but I need like $100 for the equipment, so that's going to wait until later on. Hopefully Feb. Anyway, here's some selected photos. The patio, some random tree/bush that I don't know what to do with, and my little lettuce and mustard greens!

Wow, I clearly need to step my game up. I have not been using that space properly.

Honestly, your lockscreen could be a poster on someone's wall.

Sweet potato, cherry, apple, mixed berry, or key lime pie!😋

(I can't pick just one)

I know you must be strong. Not just because you're tossing weight around, but because of the confidence of having no shoes on with your toes so close to destruction. Only someone positive they wouldn't slip up and drop it would do that. And one-handed!

Ngl, I was a little scared for you for a bit.😅

The way they put hee hee at the end like he says that in normal conversation🤣

You can save lives with the red pill. Maybe even do all the others if you play your cards correctly.

He can test on himself. He's a monster.

In the meantime, can we get the hellfire any hotter?

Oh, wait. I think I misunderstood. This is about more than just not liking it. I see...

Yeah, that's some internal dysfunction going on.

Our music has always been our freedom no matter what forms it took. It was our freedom before we learned to write and speak the words of this land.

Or maybe they haven't found an artist they liked? Sometimes that's the case for a lot of things. They need an entry point before they actually start to appreciate the genre.

That was me. Didn't care for the stuff my sister liked, but my uncle knew what the good stuff was.

I largely agree with this sentiment.

There is research to suggest that people's bodies respond to certain aspects of music (lyrics, rhythms, tones) in certain ways, but crime has largely been on the decline even with the rise in hip hop/rap's popularity.

They just don't like the genre.

Witch.
Depending on the lore, they basically have godlike powers in a human form. No weaknesses other than regular human stuff that they can either prevent or mitigate/heal from.

Plus, it's easier to hide and you can have a cottage with a garden and animal familiars. What's to lose?

These are the ones who embraced the truth for the promise of the future. The ones who did not want their legacy written in blood of others, but in their own hand.

They walked away from their bloody palace (and palace it was) for humble homes of adobe.
They shunned the tainted hands that pampered them for the work and scars of their own.
They purified the putrid fields (though plentiful their bounty) to breathe untainted air and reap a smaller, sweeter harvest

It's in the fields of your forefathers and the rot that feeds the crop that you once greatfully harvested.
On the hands awash with the blood of the innocent that coddled you.

Some closed their eyes again. Some eyes were never closed.
Deny or accept truth, they feast on.

...but some walked away.