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surrounding summer solstice
Jun. 23rd, 2006 04:28 amTo Deception Pass with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rubricity and hattifattener.
Project Blue Rose!
"Is this the gay kissing ninjas book?"
"No, they are gay kissing secret agents."
Discussion of ninja/spook equivalency, or lack thereof.
PBR is distinct from Shinobu Kokoro because "they're not naked -- okay, they're naked, but..." Laughter drowns out my perfectly reasonable explanation.
Walking on a very high bridge over beautiful water. Plants unknown to me! (Trifolium arvense or T. microcephalum? Hitchcock & Cronquist is wonderful but I haven't been observing the plant for years on end so keying is a little hard. Unknown Vaccinium may be deliciosum.)
Cold nachos. Stunningly wonderful strawberries. Views of Strawberry Island and plans for piracy. Tiny triangular tidepool on huge basalt rocks, still warm from the sun, especially the embedded survey markers. Wild roses and sea smell combined into spice and smoke somehow. One pine with vast amounts of pendant lichen, others entirely clear of it.
Very oblivious male bird pursued by female bird. He's got the singing-for-territory thing down, but his reproductive success will remain low unless he actually mates.
Beautiful sunset, accentuated by contrails from the nearby air base. Clouds forming out of clear air as it moved from the ocean to the land. (So cool!)
Today: Home-grown strawberries, splendid in a different way. First Bing cherries of the season, $3 a pound, lovely though not yet at the height of excellence. Lazy day at the lab. Napping immediately following immersion in the deeply strange Unquenchable Fire, with irreproducible results.
rubricity and hattifattener. Project Blue Rose!
"Is this the gay kissing ninjas book?"
"No, they are gay kissing secret agents."
Discussion of ninja/spook equivalency, or lack thereof.
PBR is distinct from Shinobu Kokoro because "they're not naked -- okay, they're naked, but..." Laughter drowns out my perfectly reasonable explanation.
Walking on a very high bridge over beautiful water. Plants unknown to me! (Trifolium arvense or T. microcephalum? Hitchcock & Cronquist is wonderful but I haven't been observing the plant for years on end so keying is a little hard. Unknown Vaccinium may be deliciosum.)
Cold nachos. Stunningly wonderful strawberries. Views of Strawberry Island and plans for piracy. Tiny triangular tidepool on huge basalt rocks, still warm from the sun, especially the embedded survey markers. Wild roses and sea smell combined into spice and smoke somehow. One pine with vast amounts of pendant lichen, others entirely clear of it.
Very oblivious male bird pursued by female bird. He's got the singing-for-territory thing down, but his reproductive success will remain low unless he actually mates.
Beautiful sunset, accentuated by contrails from the nearby air base. Clouds forming out of clear air as it moved from the ocean to the land. (So cool!)
Today: Home-grown strawberries, splendid in a different way. First Bing cherries of the season, $3 a pound, lovely though not yet at the height of excellence. Lazy day at the lab. Napping immediately following immersion in the deeply strange Unquenchable Fire, with irreproducible results.
