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  <title>Drunken Owls and Other Delights</title>
  <subtitle>Who am I, and what have I done with me?</subtitle>
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    <name>jon_chaisson</name>
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  <updated>2025-06-08T23:07:36Z</updated>
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    <title>Weekend gardening</title>
    <published>2025-06-08T23:07:36Z</published>
    <updated>2025-06-08T23:07:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Ouch! I was a dumbass earlier today at our community garden while trying to back up with a wheelbarrow full of pulled greenery and completely forgot there was a wooden stump seat right behind me. Yep, I went ass over teakettle and landed on my back, but not before hooking my foot around the wheelbarrow's handle and rolling it. I don't think anything's broken as I can walk on it and put a bit of weight on it, it just feels very sore right now and I'm trying to stay off it as much as I can. I though I'd heard a &lt;em&gt;snap&lt;/em&gt; when it happened, but I'm thinking (and hoping) that was just me falling onto the wood chips and not any actual bones fracturing! Yeesh! Well, we'll see in a day or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we spent a good couple of hours pulling out the old fava bean stalks after a final and very fruitful yield, cut back a few things and pulled whatever else had gone to seed. We'd stopped at the garden center at the southwestern end of town to try out our latest summer crop of things -- lettuces, beans, squash, tomatoes and flowers -- and we're hoping that we won't get hit with another wave of feasting gophers this time...! We'd originally planned on redoing the wiring underneath the plot, but due to other Real Life Things going on, we figure we'll try to do that at a later time when we have more money and patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've been doing yet another reread of &lt;em&gt;Theadia&lt;/em&gt; and I am not the least bit surprised that this story is a bit close to home right now in the current climate. Mind you, it was supposed to do that (I'd started writing it during the Fuckwit's last administration), so I'd like to think that's a good sign then. I'm hoping to get back to it very soon after I finally finish off the remastering of &lt;em&gt;A Division of Souls&lt;/em&gt;, which I'm hoping will be within a few months or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=jon_chaisson&amp;ditemid=1070281" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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