Today started off great. Weather was blah, then the sun came out. I walked out into my wildflower garden just to putz around. Many Trillium are popping their heads up out of the soil. After a bit of excavation of the mulch , I found several Mertensia virginica (Virginia Bluebells). The Asarum canadense (Wild Ginger) has leaves that are on the verge of expanding. And yes, the Skunk Cabbage is still in full flower.
I went shopping for the makings of white chocolate / lime truffles. My first attempt at such a mix of flavors. After mixing and cooking for a bit the mixture sits in the refrigerator till it sets a bit. OMFG!!!! I hit upon a winner. My next attempt will be white chocolate and anise. I think the white chocolate with a subtle hint of licorice should be nice. When these are finished I will mail them to a friend of mine who loves lime. Well if they set up correctly. If now he will be getting a container of white chocolate crepe sauce.
Afterward I started working on the 1/2 bath again. This is turning into a very long project. Drywall repair, caulking, spackling, re-spackling. Then I decided to take off the ornamental wallpaper boarder at the top of the walls. That was a day of work. I will never use wallpaper again. Today I decided to take off the baseboards instead of taping. Good move. I never tape right and end up with paint all over teh place. I get it off but it never looks right to me again. After all that I managed to trim the corners of teh room and get one coat on the walls. Tomorrow will be coat #2.
While sitting on my rock I started thinking about personal identity. So many identify themselves by their work. I work with plants, in every possible way. I grow them, I breed them, I exhibit them, I research them, and I have published new species. While my paying job includes plants, this is not my identity. I am very connected to nature and get a total high from just sitting on my rock, or digging in the dirt, or watching a ant walk by. While doing that today I realized that identity is not work or actions. Identity is what is inside. Identity are the innate things within us that make us human. Identity are the things we mostly hold back from one another. Identity are the intimate things very few people, if any, will ever know about us.
I identify myself as a loving, caring, hoping, passionate, intelligent, person. I identify myself as an amazing friend. I identify myself as a good son. There are so many other things I can add here that just don't come to mind. In the end I identify myself as gay. The intimate parts that make up a WHOLE person are teh true identity. The SPIRITUAL identity. This is the identity that I would like to experience from everyone I know.
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