Let's all be gardeners forever.

It's already that time of the year again. Yes, really.

Höhe.

Yesterday I increased the height of the seat. A new bar gave me an extra ten centimeters, and room to stretch my legs. The bicycle man and I were in total agreement, barring a slight difference in the way we expressed it: "The bike's too low," I said. "Legs of gaijin (foreigner, actually, outside-person) too long," said he.

Johan Galtung: Johan Lackland (Autobiography)

Forest Freedom.

[...] and when you've spent too much time quietly thinking you'll need to go chop wood, or haul water, or jump in the river to cool off, depending on the season.

Joey Hess

Real Digital Scheißegal.

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Moop Mama: Lösch Das Internet

Diaspora* here we come.

We had a big database crash, and the backups we had were corrupted. The only working backup was from 2015.

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