I am no longer on social media except Bluesky. But no one here knew my perfect, geriatric Siamese, Desdemona. We helped her pass last Sunday October 5 on the saddest day of my life, and I am grieving. She was so pretty and good. “The world” needed to know she was real and that she was spectacular.

“…autistic people, and all neurodiverse people, are not problems to be solved but signals we need. They see the world more sharply, notice patterns more clearly, and reveal where our systems are failing. If we ignore them, we lose that guidance. If we listen, we get a truer picture of reality.”

I’m no photographer, and I no longer live on this little pond, but this photo from six years ago was a peaceful day in my life. #sweatahweathah

Merry merry from Moey.

Going into the holidays like…

First post. I’m really burned out. Existence is hard lately. So I’ve been cooking. Here are my dumplings.