Mason  🏃‍♂️ ✂️

Currently working out deals with random northeastern Etsy dealers for weekly shipments of tree branches because I was brilliant enough to order species that couldn't survive a day out here on their own

I just heard LARGEST MOTH and the rest was muffled out by the sounds of me thrusting cash into cyberspace and imagining a vibrant utopia with lasting peace between man and moth

MOTH UPDATE #2: Michael, who I'd assumed to be a goner, has decided life is worth living Riva has decided mmm OK, maybe I will eat after all Cami & Tasha still don't seem to understand the fundamental concepts re: not starving to death 90% sure tiny Tommy is dead

MOTH UPDATE #3: as of yesterday, both Tommy & Cami had departed this earth. RIP beloveds I left for 24 hours & returned to chaos. 3 of 5 oak saplings were stripped bare & Andy + Visakan were MIA. Ripping my apartment apart to search for tiny bugs was super super fun

MOTH UPDATE #3 (cont.): Andy & Visakan were found desperately climbing furniture. They are traumatized. God forgive me I underestimated the caterpillar appetite & etsy dealers seem unable to grok the severity of the situation or why a random person wants a bunch of leaves

So basically, I'm going to have to drive to a state recreational area where — legend has it — oak trees grow, surreptitiously harvest them w/o getting caught by a ranger & hope to god the caterpillars will accept a slightly different food species. These are novel problems for me