(Glances at AO3 stories left un-updated for 2 years. Glances away as if I didn’t see that.)

If food waste is a concern, I wonder if US-style leftover culture will spread, except I don’t know how that might impact disposable container consumption.

Personally I’m okay with slice of life stuff. It’s about the experience rather than the plot, but I get it if that’s not your jam.

My problem is that I would end up more unfitted granny-hippie than punk. Just wear shit inspired by hanfu, caftans, and elastic waist pants. Me and my muumuu don’t need no tailor.

I have mixed feelings about this because it often ends up meaning that people feel entitled to free female labor. What do I get out of this village, huh? Do I at least get a casserole?

So many deadbeat dudes who finally got served divorce papers just turn around and snag another woman to dump all the domestic labor onto.

That makes me think of shit like Karahan Tepe or Poverty Point. How would they organize to build cool shit without a centralized authority? Or maybe it was a centralized authority but it wasn’t hierarchical?

Man, assuming they have the money, indigenous tribes also in the US could do some amazing solarpunk shit. Renewable energy like this, rewilding and traditional sustainable land management, maybe even guaranteed housing in a communal setting. But they have a hard time getting the feds to give them the funding for the treaty-mandated healthcare shit as it is.

Black Forager, whom I mostly follow on F-book.

hehe horsey

I have beef with him, tho TBF it’s mostly CS Lewis’s fault. Platonic ideals are social constructs, suck on that, fundagelicals who pretend to be intellectuals.

Who wants to go on a roadtrip to piss on said grave? Up yours, Plato.

I got into solarpunk mostly because I’m too butch for cottagecore, but I might be too granny to satisfy the punk requirements. I wanna stay on my couch and knit, you guys, I’m so tired.

Even if it’s not unusual, it’s still cool. I need a video essay, stat.

I am a fan of replicas that I can put my grimy tourist hands all over.

I started with bamboo needles because I had a hard learning curve for knitting, but now that I’ve leveled up I’m thinking about getting a metal set, especially in the smaller sizes. I have hopes that it’ll help my gauge issues, but chances are it won’t help that much :(

In the interest of horse-girl infodumping, I recall seeing some at the Gilcrease Museum in Tulsa, OK, and luckily they have some pics for their online collection, thank you Gilcrease.

This one is the one I remembered offhand, with a high pommel and cantle (turns out it’s not Cherokee): https://collections.gilcrease.org/object/84987

Here’s one that used antler for the pommel and cantle, which I thought was neat: https://collections.gilcrease.org/object/84984

This one actually has stirrups, looks like the girth attachments are more sophicated than my Dunning-Kruger ass imagined, but the stirrup leathers are, in fact, looped over each of the wooden bars: https://collections.gilcrease.org/object/84985

I wondered what the heck a “true” saddle was supposed to be, but it looks like they roughly defined it as a treed (wooden frame) saddle with stirrups attached.

I can’t seem to parse whether the tree came before the stirrup – it’s implied but not stated – but it looks like a single mounting stirrup was invented before paired riding stirrups. I’ve seen a Native American (Cherokee? IIRC dated about Removal Time) saddle that was basically just a tree, presumably used with blankets above and beneath for comfort, without any indication of rings for girth or stirrup attachment, but that doesn’t rule out looping them through the gap between the tree bars (where the spine floats underneath).

It was/is a trend within the last decade or so to use a treeless saddle for more “natural” horsemanship (whatever that means), and I’m sitting here wondering what that means for stirrup attachment. Layered on top of the girth, I hope, for stability. Gonna go fall down the google-hole.

maybe too this will offset all my Kindle recommendations from the trash romance novels I borrowed via Kindle on my library’s ebook app. I don’t actually want to purchase trash romance novels, thank you, just trash slice-of-life isekai manga

As ironic as it is to purchase yon library-economy-promoting book, our comrades still need that cash money to function in real life. And this indie ebook is significant cheaper than the last mainstream ebook I bought.

Crisis averted, my dude pulled the other cat bed out of the hall closet. But why was it in the hall closet?