I see plenty of posts about STEM dark academia, but those are usually focused on chemistry, biology, and math.
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⚘ Filling boards with elaborate cause-and-effect trees for ecology. Food webs, nutrient cycling, and pollution effects.
⚘ Hot coffee on long walks around local gardens, marvelling at the complexity of the natural world as it goes about its day.
⚘ Home-grown veggies and spices. Save yourself money, practice your horticultural skills, help reduce your carbon footprint, and eat food you feel proud of growing yourself.
⚘ Ducking in and out of crowded hallways in your labcoat, catching sideways glances from other students.
⚘ Black clothes that won't show the soil stains
⚘ Very steady hands from titrating in your chemistry labs, drawing perfect hexagons from organic chem
⚘ Stained lab books and guides tucked under your arm as you run between classrooms
Just finished up my internship (it was actual hell to be honest, not what I signed up for at all) and grad school starts in three weeks! I was really lucky that my professors are willing to work with me to learn online because of my health. Now I just need to buy my books and wait!
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.’
[text id: in a sharp set of knives, i looked for a hand to hold. / i could not stop myself from needing to belong somewhere, even if that somewhere was a burial ground.]
So I'm trying to make folk linen pants from sowing to sewing.
Second post (here's first)
It's been about 60 days since sowing (it's 22nd of June). It's looking so pretty and started blooming about 55th day. I've been watering it one or two wheelbarrows of every 2 weeks, which I thought would be too little but it's growing pretty good. It's still not that high (about over the knee) and I doubt it'll get much higher sadly. That means lower grade of fibers but whatever. It'll be fine.
Every now and again there are parts laying down and I've been seeing some hares running about so they probably hide in it tramping down the plants. But it gets up no problem so all good. Maybe next time I'll put up a little fence around it.
Also idk when should I harvest it bc all the info is about oil flax, not textile flax, and even then it's contradictory sometimes. But either way it's around 100-120th day, so we're still only halfway.
Next up I need to start thinking about scuthing it, and it requires some equipment. But it's easy enough to build on my own probably. It should be something like this flax-brake:
And then this kind of metal comb, which I'll make just by densly putting nails in a blank:
So yeah, that's the plans for the near future. Here's a bonus flax video if you stayed till the end ❤️
The International Space Station was passing over South Africa when this image of the Earth was captured by French astronaut Thomas Pesquet, 5 September 2021. The orange band is made up of sodium atoms left behind by meteors entering our planet's atmosphere.
Because being an environmental scientist is one of the most beautiful scientific pursuits. ♡
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✎ Black and brown turtlenecks under lab coats, as the chills start setting in.
✎ Crunching autumn leaves under heavy boots, looking up at the finger-like bare branches.
✎ Swirling a beaker by the waterside, watching the colours of your titrant mix into your sample.
✎ BOD bottles. They're such an elegant piece of glassware.
✎ The feeling of soil between your fingers as you sit against cold rocks.
✎ Cosying up with a hot beverage after trekking through the snow, watching the wind howl outside.
✎ Marvelling at the unfamiliar, almost alien creatures under your microscope. Knowing there's a whole world of indescribable life that you'll only ever scratch the surface of.
✎ Slowly becoming more familiar with the world around you. Knowing the trees by their leaves, the rocks by their hardness, or the soil by its texture makes living on this Earth so much more beautiful.
"Somewhere, someone is falling in love with a person who loves them back after a whole winter of being alone and broken. It is the earth's magic to make people trust in the warmth of love again."