#Crop cultivation

[authne]

Indian Government Considers Cash Backing to Small Farmers

The Indian government is thinking about expanding cash backing to small farmers by 33% to acquire support from this urgent democratic alliance in front of races. This move, whenever executed, would cost the public authority an extra ₹1.5 lakh crore each year. Small farmers are a significant democratic coalition in India, and they have been progressively vocal about their requests lately. They…

[farmerstrend]

Sugarcane Farming In Kenya; Ultimate Way To Make Money

Sugarcane farming is considered relatively simple. However, the crop has a long growth cycle and needs heat and sufficient moisture during this time. Thus, farmers should, ahead of time, select a field with the best microclimate to grow sugar cane efficiently. It is also necessary to monitor crops’ condition and adjust cultivation procedures to obtain a high yield. In Kenya sugarcane is grown…

[nemfrog]

"Mushrooms grown on greenhouse benches." Mushrooms: how to grow them. 1901.

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[squivulous]

Heatstroke Wei Wuxian

Drew with @ichneumonidz and my bf

[tenmastrousers]

Happy Pride 2024!!!! ❤️

[oh-dameron]

Lan Xichen and Qin Su had quite a bit in common when it came to Jin Guangyao:

- First met JGY when they were in peril and he came to the rescue,

- Notably kind, beautiful, and good-natured,

- Did not place value on his origin or look down on him for his mother's profession,

- Were vocal in their support of him socially.

Which makes me think that we were robbed of maybe the greatest potential JGY partnership: Wen Ning.

Wen Ning: so ride-or-die that actually dying did not stop him from continuing to be ride-or-die. Wen Ning, presumably in quite the tenuous situation in Nightless City after the Jiang heir disappeared under suspicious circumstances, right when Meng Yao was working is way into Wen Ruohan's inner circle. Wen Ning, the sweetest cinnamon roll.

Slight canon divergence where Wen Qing missed one single opportunity to send Wen Ning out of Nightless City for a while, Wen Ning gets into juuust enough trouble, Meng Yao has the keys to the cell... one flash of Wen Ning's bambi eyes and he would have been a goner.

[fistfuloflightning]

You meet a cheerful stranger at an inn. Little do you know he’s been screwing with the System for years and he’s the reason your transmigration experience sucks.

Design for my rogue cultivator Shen Yuan

[loxare]

A game I've been playing in early access for the past half year, Immortal Life, came out fully wednesday, and I love it so much and think that everyone should play it. Anyways I wrote a thing

Mu Xia hummed as she carefully placed the plate of dumplings in her basket. They were a new recipe, pork and chive, and she really hoped her shijie liked them.

Carefully balancing her basket on her arm, pushing aside the kitchen curtain with the ease of long practice, she nearly dropped everything when Ji Yaohua’s voice called out, “Mu-shimei! I was just speaking to your mother about importing things for the inn. She told me to ask you about anything you needed for the kitchen.”

Basket balanced once again, Mu Xia smiled. “Oh course, Ji-shijie, thank you. It will be our usual list, but could you see if you can get more of the chives? If these turn out, I think they’ll be a hit with the customers.”

Yaohua leaned in, curious. “What are they? They smell good.”

“Pork and chive dumplings! I have some extra in the back if you want, but these are for Shijie!” In this context, there could only be one Shijie. The farmer of the Misty Valley was the reason she was even a part of Guiyun Sect after all.

Li Mengqing appeared from around the corner, summoned by the call of a new food to try. “I’ll get them! Just on the serving table?” Not waiting for an answer, she slipped into the kitchen.

“What’s the occasion?” Yaohua’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If it’s her birthday you have to tell me. She refuses to say.”

That sounded like Shijie. “No, not at all. I just haven’t seen her in a few days, so I wanted to check on her and make sure she was eating well.”

A strange look crossed Yaohua’s face. It looked pained, but also glum and mischievous for some reason. “I see. I think she’ll enjoy those a lot. Say hi for me.”

“I will!” Ji Yaohua’s strange moods wouldn’t deter Mu Xia. “See you later Ji-shijie, Li-shimei!”

After Mu Xia was gone, Mengqing came out and passed Yaohua a dumpling. “Ji-shijie. If Shijie hasn’t been seen in a few days...”

“Yes.” Yaohua took a bite of the dumpling. It was very good indeed. She’d have to research where to obtain chive seeds. The Misty Valley could support nearly any kind of plant in its soil, so it was just a matter of sourcing. And having Shijie grow them would be much cheaper in the long run than importing chives. As for Mu Xia... “She’d have to find out sometime. Besides, if it’s been a few days, Shijie could probably use the food.”

“Hm. True.” Mengqing ate another dumpling. “Hey, do you think it’s possible to make a red bean dumpling?”

She’d never had a sweet dumpling before. “I’m sure you can convince Mu-shimei to try.”

The walk to the Misty Valley was pleasant. The weather was warm, and a bit breezy. There was rain on the horizon, but it wouldn’t hit until tonight. She spoke briefly to Zhou Qian’er about the day’s catch, and to Chen Yuanzhou about fishing her up a few puffer fish for an upcoming banquet.

The Misty Valley hummed with power as it always did. She could almost see the crops growing as they absorbed the spiritual energy, cycling it and sending it back into the earth, stronger. That was one of the things that had surprised her, after she’d started cultivating. Mu Xia had been to the Misty Valley before, usually on her way to the Sunset Forest to pick scarlet sage, but never before had she been able to see the energy she had always felt in the place. It had always felt alive to her, vibrant in ways that she hadn’t been able to comprehend. It was no wonder that Shijie was so strong, if this was where she lived, worked, cultivated.

Speaking of. “Shijie? Are you here?” She checked both fields, poked her head into the Blessed Land, knocked on the door of the freshly renovated house. But she was nowhere to be seen.

Then, suddenly, a flash of light. The same as the others when they teleported somewhere else. Mu Xia couldn’t wait to learn that technique. “Shijie, you’re home! I brought- ” She stopped short.

It... was Shijie. She could tell. But the usual flowing robes and perfectly styled hair were in horrible disarray, and covered in... substances. Mud was the least egregious of the substances, but Mu Xia could also see some sort of green-grey plant sap that smelled horrible, more green goop, and blood (?!) in various shades and consistencies. “Shijie?!”

Instead of asking for help or something, Shijie wobbled and mumbled, “whatimezit?”

“I...” Mu Xia checked the position of the sun. “Almost dusk.”

“Mmm,” Shijie nodded. “Worms.”

And she teetered off, in the direction of her silkworm hut. Mu Xia followed helplessly. As Shijie pulled a large bundle of mulberry leaves from her storage ring, Mu Xia asked, “Shijie, are you alright?”

Shijie nodded again. “Jss tired. Still got,” she paused, trying to visibly count up her remaining tasks.

That wouldn’t do at all! “No, you’ve got nothing to do until you’re cleaned up and rested!” Mu Xia spread the rest of the leaves over the worms, grabbing Shijie’s arm and pulling her towards the house.

Shijie pulled away before they could enter, detouring to the waterfall. To Mu Xia’s shock, she stood under it for a few minutes, allowing the water to wash away the substances. Then she stripped her clothes off, replacing them with a clean, dry set from her ring, while Mu Xia went “Eep!” and turned around.

Finally, Shijie sat down at her table, Mu Xia across from her. The waterfall had woken her up enough to speak in full sentences, so when Mu Xia set down the basket and opened the lid, her eyes lit up and she said, “Dumplings! Thank you Mu-shimei, I was starting to get hungry.”

“Aren’t you capable of inedia?” It wasn’t healthy, to survive on inedia for too long, but at the very least it prevented the feeling of hunger. Shijie didn't usually rely on it, but it was useful when she went to the secret realms and didn't want to fill up her storage rings with food.

Shijie made a noise of affirmation and swallowed her dumpling. “Yeah, but not for more than a few days. Maybe once I hit Core, but not yet.”

Mu Xia subtly pushed the plate closer. “What were you doing anyways?”

“I needed more golden disks. I used them all up learning spells, which means I don’t have enough for research and development, or to upgrade my axe.” Shijie ate another dumpling. Jin Li crept off of his nest and sniffed at one, then wrinkled his nose. “If I can do that, I can get past those ironwood tree roots that are blocking the path to the eastern forest, see if I can find out what’s in there. Maybe there’s a great treasure that we can use to rebuild the sect.” She looked critically at the half of a dumpling she was holding. “Do you think I can get seeds for chives? I’d like some more aromatics to work with, and these are good. Do you have the recipe?”

Mu Xia nodded. “I finished developing it today. If you liked them, I was going to introduce them to the inn menu.” Shijie had very good taste. If she liked something, odds were it would do well with many customers.

“The usual arrangement then.” Ingredients, to repay the time Mu Xia spent developing her recipe, and to thank her for her generosity. “Assuming I can get chive seeds in.”

“If you can, I’ll see about getting more recipes with them in.” Mu Xia fidgeted with her sleeve. “Shijie, is that. Is that how you usually look when you leave town for a few days?”

Shijie huffed, offended. “I wasn’t gone for a few days, I have to be back every day to feed the worms. They’re very important Mu-shimei.”

“Of course,” she said, conciliatory. “But why didn’t I see you yesterday then?”

A long moment of silence. Shijie was more awake, but still not to her usual calibre, it seemed, as it was taking her a minute to think that through. “Oh, I guess I did feed them at 3 in the morning yesterday. And the day before. And then it was straight back to the desert.”

“Shijie! How long has it been since you slept?” Another long pause, that Mu Xia didn’t let her finish. “Go to bed! Right now!”

“But I have to sweep the forest for flowers, and then I have to schedule some classes for tomorrow, and I need more krill so I have to fish some of those up tonight, and having more pearl dust is always useful and -”

“Go to bed!”

It took another few minutes of corralling her, but eventually Shijie was laying in her bed, Jin Li curled smugly on her chest, preventing her form moving. In just a few seconds, she was asleep.

Mu Xia breathed a sigh of relief. Then she got out her paper crane talisman. Shijie did so much for them. They could do a few things for her, at least for tonight.

[big-urchin-energy]

truly we could not rid the world of any au, the fandom ecosystem must have balance, and so, as much as it pains me to admit, much like the humble mosquito, or the wasp i fucking guess, we have to keep soulmate aus

(but they should go on a high shelf until alloros learn how to behave)

(if you said omegaverse aus, grow up. stop being a baby. they're not for you, they are for the furries, the touch starved, and those with breeding kinks, and where would we be without them?)

[freevibedotcom]

i think to myself "tonight would be a good time to contemplate meike's fucked up relationship to religion" and an hour later im researching linen production

[brasideios]

I am home. I am rested. I am less angry. I am glad I no longer live out there.

The town has the weirdest vibes - totally timeless, hardly anything has changed since the 90s, but it's still simultaneously fading away to nothing. No shop. No pub. Only a hardware and an Ag Repairs place and an unmanned fuel bowser.

And more flies than you can possibly imagine. Everyone talks while waving a hand in front of their face the whole time. You immediately resume the ancient habit of using your breath to chase them from your eyes and swearing under your breath at them constantly.

The soundtrack of rural Australia is a long string of muttered curses and the squarks of pink n greys (and peacocks, at my sister's place - but that's another story).

Still, there's something out there. Some source of inspiration that engulfs me every time I visit. It makes me want to try to capture it, like a dream when you wake up in the morning that you know no one will see it unless you tell them about it. Something deeply mine but not mine at all. Something not entirely real.

I've been writing, though not what I'd hoped to work on, what I thought I'd work on. Something else, something a bit angry (of the crystalised, sharp-edged variety, with no heat in it), a lot poetic, and who knows if it's anything. And editing the book I hope to publish by the end of the year.

Anyway - I'm back (in more ways than one) and I hope everyone has been well in my absence. 🤍

[kayzis]

discovered green rain

[veliseraptor]

my theory is that the biggest difference between people who hate jgy and jc and people who hate xy is that people who hate the first two seem to have some kind of...animating principle that drives them to write lengthy and detailed rants about it including severely strained interpretive readings of the text, whereas people who hate xy are happy to just throw around "psychopath" and "evil" and call it good.

i don't actually feel like the latter is necessarily better but it does feel like it's a little less exhausting

[lmao-ooooooo]

its been tok long since ive sketched

ref:

[sassygwaine]

what do you mean there’s a mental health professional that actually listens to me and finds resources when she herself doesn’t have expertise in something

what do you mean there’s a mental health professional who actually follows up with you when you ask for extra resources

[lesbiandardevil]

sending this not to be annoying (hopefully) but to be helpful: sometimes people are tagging things in ways that conform to how they organize their blog rather than for accuracy. an mcu tag doesn't necessarily mean they don't know it's not mcu, that's probably just how they lump marvel content together or something. anyway that's just my two cents, i feel like people in general are too quick to judge others in the fandom in unnecessarily divisive ways these days when it's truly not that serious

for sure but also it starts circling around like that and the tags start piling on and its just annoying To Me personally so I'd rather just block and move on 😭 nothing against people who do it ofc I just don't want them to do it to me specifically ! i know it's not intended (?) to be harmful or anything it just scratches my brain wrong so i go no !! go away pls !! it's nothing serious