noasi on a smaller scale

Sheep Island

Flowers on the morning walk with Mom.

Email subject: “Everything You Need to Know About Oolongs”

My reaction: “… is that I’m not a fan.” delete

Hooboy.

Grass trimmings for the sheep. 🌱🌾🐑

These two know I bring them food.

Unexpected lifestyle choices: shooting mini icecubes at birds with a slingshot to keep them from eating your pasture grass seed.

Four tries to level my step-dad’s auto-bird-waterer. Four. Tries.

Success hasn’t been this sweet for a while. 🦉🦉🦉

“85 Best Whole 30 Pescatarian Meals images in 2019”

Uh… I don’t want to see images, I want to see the recipes. Ugh, I dislike Pinterest so much.

A Stabilo ballpoint refill in my Baron Fig pen (can’t stand rollerballs), let’s see how this goes…

You take the blue pill—the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill—you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

“Everyone is talking about how bored they gonna be.”

Kid, you are doing life wrong.

How IG boosts their ad stats: prevent users from reporting spam. #quellesurprise

Today, I confirmed the neighbor (who owns the sheep that graze my yard) raises the sheep for food. I am somewhat sad by this “revelation,” but already knew it on some level.

They bring me much joy. I hope I bring them joy, too.

Item 143 on my list of things I didn’t expect to be excited about as an adult: pasture seed. 🐑🐑🐑

Hair.

And now, @cleverdevil’s site demo! 😍

The web is for all. @jackyalcine giving us the inspiration and the approaches!

Oh yes! @schmarty rockin’ the mobile demo with Indigenous.

At the IndieWeb Summit, listening MJordan talk about how switching to a male name helped her find a job in tech. #indiewebsummit

Having always had a male name, I understand this more than a little.

Whoo! @indiewebsummit kick-off dinner in #pdx at #pinestmarketpdx

Morning walks in a Portland summer always delight me.

walking to local mexican restaurant

“You going to order the ceviche?”

“Ah, no, they don’t have it on their winter menu.”

“It’s June.”

Looks around, sees the clouds, checks the temperature, remembers she’s in Portland

“Yes! Ceviche!”

Back in a stunningly happy place.

Birthday decadence!