It's new skirt day (a crowlines.net midi-skirt with cats & cherries)!

It turns out that if I wrap enough process around the procedure (and use an autoinjector that hides the pointy end until it's too late) I can actually replenish my estrogen reserves without screaming, crying, fainting, or running from the room. yay me!

Bike camping day:

It is time for pie (with Dust Mite as flair):

Well, it took a while, and the clinician saying that I tested as probably autistic instead of adhd, but yanno what? If these dangerous drugs can make me concentrate better than nicotine pills (which terrify me more than amphetamines) I'll take them:

Oh for heavens sake!

Chilling with Thor, the god of thunder

Gathering material components for trying injectable E (with Dust Mite for scale):

A dyke & her bike (photo taken by my eldest son, thus avoiding my curse of being unable to take a good picture of myself.) Note the grin that I seem to have all the time these days! I like being a girl.

Time for the boss battle: injectable E vs needlephobia! (I still need to find/fabricate an autoinjector, because if I’m freaking out a bit about it rn I’m gonna freak out much worse dealing with a regular syringe.)

Yeah, this result seems pretty right for me in my conservative old age:

A Cape Mears diorama (from our end-of-school-year-for-teachers trip out to the coast):

Now and for the past 30 years:

I'm a trans woman and I look like a trans woman and I'm beautiful. Pass it on.

We walked out to the western end of Cape Lookout today, so I /had/ to bring Dust Mite along for the photo opportunity.

Back on our nonsense:

I'll +2 this with mine:

Disaster pie:

Ozymandias

It's sundress season again, and I'm still not beating my "can't take a selfie worth a dime" reputation :-) (note the ob-@nora.zone necklace attempting to emphasis my minimal cleavage.)

Post an album you’ve listened to 100 times It's a Mekons album, of course:

Cherry season has started, and today was harvest day for our feral second generation Bing (Bing developed his hybrid just down the road, and our property was on one of the orchards his boss developed; the first gen tree died soon after we moved in, but a few of the cherries it dropped became trees)

A streamlined boxcab for the Parsons Vale Line:

I sketched your interurban out on gpsvisualizer:

Slowly breaking Canadian railway history by creating a shortline that was too big to be eaten by either the CNR or CPR (exhibit N; the Quebec & Lake St John Railway, which is jointly owned by the CNR and LT&L despite the CNoR's best efforts to merge with it):

A twice-remanufactured Alco RSD-5 for the CdF LT&L. Note the stylish tricolour paint scheme, which is the French tricolour but angled 45° towards the front of the locomotive. This unit is operating in New Brunswick (not here on earth prime, sorry!):

Here you go, buddy, here's the solution to all of your troubles:

A mother's day bike ride: