#interivew — Public Fediverse posts

Some updates

• There’s now video up of my Project Censored interview.
• Over on Patreon, an entire new chapter about Hild—this one cut from Menewood for reasons of space, but honestly one of my favourites; I was sorry to let it go. It’s titled, “A Meeting of Old Friends,” and you can download it in PDF or epub formats. Enjoy!
• We’ve had wonderful weather here in Seattle the last week. Things in the garden are changing:

As predicted, the lawn became a carpet of cherry blossom:

On the decks, the geranium is budding like crazy, the fuchsia is swelling but still not flowering, the jasmine is showing the first tentative signs of hints of flowers and the self-seeded wildly twisted snapdragon will, in my estimation, burst into flower sometime next week. There’s also been a sudden blooming of million bells (I think—wouldn’t swear to it), which survived the winter for the first time. Also, we’ve finally started to take the winter-to-spring wildness in hand and have cut back and tidied up the pots. Charlie is not sure he approves; on Wednesday, during the work, he just ran back and forth from deck to deck, yelling in general disapprobation.

Meanwhile, in the front beds we have penstemon (being strangled by all the bluebells—well, we’re taking care of that today) and unlike the stuff on the decks, here the mini hardy fuchsia is already blooming. And across the lawn we have our first roses, and the part of the ceanothus (or bee bush as I prefer to think of it) that’s still alive is drawing the deep drone of bumble bees.

In a week or two we’ll go on a shopping spree for plants, but for now things still look a bit bare, and Charlie is still grumpy about the lack of cover on the back deck.

Don’t feel too sorry for him—he’ll get over it. Meanwhile, a variety of small beasties can breathe more easily while they go about their business…

Some updates

• There’s now video up of my Project Censored interview.
• Over on Patreon, an entire new chapter about Hild—this one cut from Menewood for reasons of space, but honestly one of my favourites; I was sorry to let it go. It’s titled, “A Meeting of Old Friends,” and you can download it in PDF or epub formats. Enjoy!
• We’ve had wonderful weather here in Seattle the last week. Things in the garden are changing:

As predicted, the lawn became a carpet of cherry blossom:

On the decks, the geranium is budding like crazy, the fuchsia is swelling but still not flowering, the jasmine is showing the first tentative signs of hints of flowers and the self-seeded wildly twisted snapdragon will, in my estimation, burst into flower sometime next week. There’s also been a sudden blooming of million bells (I think—wouldn’t swear to it), which survived the winter for the first time. Also, we’ve finally started to take the winter-to-spring wildness in hand and have cut back and tidied up the pots. Charlie is not sure he approves; on Wednesday, during the work, he just ran back and forth from deck to deck, yelling in general disapprobation.

Meanwhile, in the front beds we have penstemon (being strangled by all the bluebells—well, we’re taking care of that today) and unlike the stuff on the decks, here the mini hardy fuchsia is already blooming. And across the lawn we have our first roses, and the part of the ceanothus (or bee bush as I prefer to think of it) that’s still alive is drawing the deep drone of bumble bees.

In a week or two we’ll go on a shopping spree for plants, but for now things still look a bit bare, and Charlie is still grumpy about the lack of cover on the back deck.

Don’t feel too sorry for him—he’ll get over it. Meanwhile, a variety of small beasties can breathe more easily while they go about their business…