tinycarnivoroussheep

So Grandma has gone into the old people home and my mom is doing a purge of the house. Mom threw out Grandma's scrapbook of gardening magazine clippings from the 1980s and if Grandma finds out, she's getting disowned.

I have 2 more African violets and my sister who moved to New Mexico has half a dozen newly repotted cacti.

I've only seen a couple reviews on it, not the piece itself, but my general impression is 1) diabetes-inducing adorable, 2) probably as anticapitalist a message as we're gonna get from a capitalism factory.

My poor dude Corbulo kicked the bucket a few weeks ago when I fucked up planting his tank. I've been waiting to see if I killed the plants, but at least one (1) is growing.

I already had 'Diogenes' picked out as a name for my next betta, and it seems like a name for a something in the yellow-red spectrum. Except I also liked the look of the 'alien' boys, which mostly come in blue.

So I picked a rather bland speckled boy who may or may not be a wild type. I hope he brightens up as he grows.

My crypt undulata has had 3 weeks to melt and be dramatic, but I can't really tell if it's doing anything under the fuzz. How long before I can say that I gave it a good run before I yoink it for something else?

My anubias, planted at the same time, gave me a new leaf so I'm not totally hopeless.

Still waiting for my newest African violet to shape up, but it was cruelly yanked from an auntie's loving humidity cabinet and then thrown to sink or swim on my countertop.

IDK if this is quite solarpunk, but it's some kind of eco-punk.

This guy films himself cleaning up culverts and street drains, mostly in the New England region of the US, with a rake and hip waders. He bitches about beavers and idiots with excavators and has a lot of technical opinions on road engineering that I find interesting for no good gawddamn reason.

Props to him if he makes a decent amount on these videos. Better than customer service work.

My gesneriad gang made the commute to the kitchen bar top. I remembered where I stored the grow light but I can only find one of the heated cat beds. Send halp, there will be hissing and flexing

Because redecorating a 10g fish tank with fake plants is cheaper than redecorating my apartment. It ended up more open on top than I wanted but my betta boi still has his floating log to hide in. Gonna go blow all my money on more aquarium decor to alter it during next week's water change.

Jumping from a previous post on education. Feel free to skip the first 7:30 minutes (which mostly defines solarpunk as a concept, I think we're good on that in this space), but this seems like this Human Restoration Project is a good thing with the wonk behind it to make it functional. (extra linky just in case: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Nh0EkuiBzs)

Maybe I'm just a dirty tree-hugging hippie, but captive bred is better.

This is the 3rd betta I've had and he's just not food motivated like every other betta I've seen. We've tried pellets, flakes, and assorted freeze dried shit and he'll still mostly ignore it until it sinks to the bottom, and then maybe he'll nibble it. Bruh you are not a catfish or pleco, wtf. He's a "samurai" plakat male, while before I had the bog standard veiltails. Is this why he's weird? It doesn't seem likely tho?