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twoheadedangel

For people who don’t know me I’m Gwen! An indigenous queer person living on reserve! I make music (Bandcamp, YouTube, and Spotify as Ground Sloth Orchestra), drawings and zines! You can always support me by subscribing to my channel, buying my music or streaming it!

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Self isolating currently because of COVID-19 and my mom has asthma so want to minimize going out for awhile. Since I’m stuck on reserve at the moment and can’t leave as I had money saved for moving this will probably worsen my mental health but that’s okay. I have some money saved (from kind people one here) for my therapy appointments for trauma which have been cancelled for now but you can always help me financially to save for food/gas/etc or my future therapy appointments when I’m able to again.

PayPal email is gwenwood99@gmail.com / paypal.me/sweetheart1999 

A few people asked so this is my wishlist. Biggest want would be the weighted blanket to help with my anxiety. The rest aren’t necessity but would be nice especially any recording equipment for my music!

If you also would like to send me anything or write me a letter:

Gwen / Twoheadedangel

PO BOX 864

Cardston AB

T0K0K0

Canada

Thanks for supporting my blog! I’m hoping everyone is safe during these weird times and I hope we all can keep creating art, too. Much love to you all. ♥

Mar 28 2020  |  1,051 notes

systlin

But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it. 

But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables. 

When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades. 

Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them. 

The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.

Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.

systlin

Like, last year I watched no fewer than twenty-nine monarch caterpillars grow up on my milkweed and fly away as butterflies. I watched swallowtails and moths grow. There are hummingbirds fighting over flowers now.

I did that. Me. You can do the same.

flamingbluepanda

Is this post about making a garden or beating depression

systlin

As someone with clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression;

Yes.

Mar 28 2020  |  105,347 notes