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I have a few maples, two Shishigashiras and one Viridis (Green Threadleaf) that I’m considering planting and up potting, but I’m a bit nervous about the root damage coming into summer.
The two Shakira’s (their trunks don’t lie) have circling roots and were buried too deep, so I’ll likely need to do a lot of work to undo girdling roots. I’ve dug away the dirt from the trunks in the meantime.
The large one is dealing with white mildew and has been dealing with leaf burn after being sprayed with neem oil. Since it’s been potted for a couple of years, it’s going to need some root correction before moving into its new pot. I’m inclined to let it wait until later this year.
The small one and the Viridis are both in good shape, but are pushing out new growth and seeds. I’m thinking of going ahead with planting them and being more attentive with watering.
Was hoping for some other opinions and advice :)
Also, bonus pics of our other maples and cats (Coral Bark, Tatoo, Bloodgood, and one whose name I keep forgetting out put in temporary time out in the corner on top of the compost pile to get morning sun)

Nun Nectaria (McLees)
Little known outside Wales and Great Britain, the secluded Welsh shrine of St. Melangel, deep in the Berwyn Mountains, is dedicated to a sixth-century Irishwoman, an anchorite who lived here for many years, alone and unknown. An early Christian treasure, it is the oldest existing Romanesque shrine in northern Europe. When the church was restored in the 1960’s, Melangell’s relics were discovered under the chapel floor, and now more than 10,000 pilgrims a year come to ask for her intercession.
St. Melangell
The shrine of Pennant Melangell, consisting of the church and a few small houses, is situated in a place of great natural beauty deep in the Berwyn Mountains. The small river, Tanat, runs by a narrow lane from the nearby village of Llangynog into a quiet green valley surrounded by high hills and the rugged promontory of Moel Ddu Maw (Moel Dimoel). For most of the year, powerful waterfalls cascade down the cliff-sides.
A Christian church and pilgrimage site for over 1200 years, the former Bronze Age site is ringed by ancient yew trees estimated to be over two thousand years old. A Bronze Age pre-Christian community erected a wall in the midst of the oak forest, which covered the valley, and they found safety hidden in this remote place.
Little is known about St. Melangell beyond the bare tradition that she was a daughter of the royal house of Strathclyde, and came from Ireland at the beginning of the 7th century to convert the Welsh and set up a small religious settlement. Such fragmentary information, however, only makes it apparent that her presence and her prayer must have been quite extraordinary, as attested to by the devotion the Welsh people have always paid her, even following the Reformation.
The Norman church, parts of which date from the twelfth century, is dedicated to St. Melangell (in Latin, Monacella), and incorporates materials of an even older shrine. The present stone church and reliquary-shrine, replacing older wooden structures, were built c. 1100 by order of the king in thanksgiving for peace in his lands and because, by that time, the saint herself had become extremely important in Welsh life.¹ In 1450, an oak screen was installed, separating the nave from the chancel, and elaborately carved with the traditional account of the meeting of Melangell and Prince Brychwel. A great oak carving of Christ on the cross was also installed, although this cross was later destroyed and a replacement in bronze now hangs in its place. One of the two medieval effigies near the rebuilt shrine is thought to represent St. Melangell herself. The original Norman font was later joined by a Georgian pulpit, a chandelier, a commandment board, and a series of stone carvings of Melangell’s hare by the sculptor Meical Watts.
The entrance to the shrine bears the inscription, Perindod Melangell, “Melan- gell’s Pilgrimage,” and above the gate is a poem inscribed in Welsh: “Lean purely towards prayer in your heart. Take care when praising God; God only is good, and it is good to give Him honor here.”
In 1537, during the Reformation, the shrine and reliquary were removed by local Christians and hidden in the three-foot exterior walls of the church to prevent destruction. In 1630, the western tower was added, along with a square room (possibly a hermitage) against the exterior east end of the church’s sturdy three-foot thick walls. 1876 saw the tower rebuilt, a new roof, and some interior work. Another restoration followed in 1958 and part of the shrine was removed from the outer walls and badly erected in the interior of the former church—then the village school room. From 1989 to 1992, the church was fully and faithfully restored under the guidance of architects, historians, archivists, and builders. Saint Melangell’s Romanesque reliquary-shrine, beneath which her relics are laid, wasalso restored along with the church. This is the oldest Romanesque shrine in northern Europe. In the Middle Ages, pilgrims in search of healing were laid beneath the stone reliquary canopy.
Church of St. Melangell in Pennant Melangell, Powys, Wales
At the start of the restoration, Rev. Paul and Evelyn Davies moved into a tiny cottage beside the church to oversee the work and Evelyn organized the appeals campaign that eventually raised £300,000. The church was rededicated on July 28, 1992 by the Anglican Archbishop of Wales and has since been an important site for pilgrims— approximately 10,000 a year come for prayer. In 1994, Evelyn built the Cancer Help Centre in the garden and many healings have taken place at the shrine. Anglican, Catholic, and Orthodox pilgrims come to venerate the relics and to pray; the ministry continues today for all Christians.
Dr. William Morgan, translator of the Bible into Welsh, was the rector of Pennant Melangell from 1588-1595. Nearby Llangynog was later a well-known centre of harp-making. Both Thomas Lloyd, an early-20th-century quarry worker at Llangynog and winner of competitions for both harp-making and playing, and internationally-famous Welsh harpist Nancy Richards, are buried at Pennant Melangell.
The well-known story of Melangell and the hare comes down to us from the Welsh oral tradition through carvings, songs, and poetry, some only recently discovered and translated.
St. Melangell and the Hare
In early 7th-century Wales (Powys), there lived in the town of Pengwern Powys (now Shrewsbury), Prince Brychwel Ysgithrog, also Earl of Chester, whose dwellings were located where the later College of St. Chad would stand, nine miles from today’s Welsh border. The prince was known to give generous alms for the service of God and the poor.
One day in 604 AD, Brychwel went hunting in a remote area of his principality called Pennant. When his dogs started a hare, the prince, shouting encouragement, pursued it on horseback into a thorny bramble thicket, but instead of retrieving the hare, the dogs fled howling. In the midst of the brambles he came upon a clearing in which a beautiful woman stood deep in prayer, the hare lying boldly under the hem of her garment. Seeing the woman, the astonished prince asked how long she had lived alone in such a wilderness. According to the medieval Latin sources, she replied, “For the past fifteen years, I have not looked on the face of a man.” “But whose daughter art thou, and from where hast thou come? “I am from Ireland,” she replied, “the daughter of a king, and because my father decreed that I was to be given as wife to a nobleman of Ireland, by God’s leading, I came here instead, to serve God and the spotless Virgin with a pure body and heart for as long as I remain on earth.”
The prince asked the woman’s name, to which she replied, “Melangell.”² After considering her state of life, her well-being, and her solitude, the prince replied, “Most worthy Melangell, I perceive that thou art a handmaid of the true God. Because it hath pleased Him for thy merits to give protection to this little wild hare from the attack and pursuit of the hounds, I give and present to thee with willing mind these my lands for the service of God, to be a perpetual asylum and refuge. If any men or women flee hither to seek thy protection, provided they do not pollute thy sanctuary, let no prince or chieftain be so rash towards God as to attempt to drag them forth.”³ Another version adds, “If, on the other hand, any guilty person enjoying your sanctuary shall go out to do any kind of wrong, then let those governing your sanctuary who know of these wrongs, deliver them to the officials of Powys.”
St. Melangell
Melangell continued her solitary life near Pennant for over thirty-seven years. The wild hares befriended her throughout her life, and were ever after called Wyn Melangell (St. Melangell’s lambs). Other chaste women settled nearby [who may have come with her from Ireland], to live together out of love of God, intent upon prayer and divine services.
After the death of the illustrious Prince Brychwel, his son Tysilio held the principality of Powys; then Cynan, Tysilio’s brother, and afterwards, Tambryd, Curmylk, and Durres the Lame. All of these decreed that the place of Pennant Melangell should remain a perpetual sanctuary for those devoted to God and the needy, confirming the acts of the prince.
After Melangell departed from this life in 607,⁴ a nobleman by the name of Elise came to Pennent Melangel, who, desiring to ravish and defile the virgins, came to a wretched end and perished suddenly. From that time on, whoever violated the liberty or holy order of this place rarely escaped divine vengeance.
So strong a tradition of her influence prevailed that, until this day, no one in the parish of Cwm Pennant will kill a hare, and for centuries, if a hare was pursued by dogs, it was firmly believed that if anyone cried, Duw A Melangell A’th Gadwo (“God and Melangell preserve thee!”), the hare was sure to escape.
Her festival is May 27.
The following play on her name was ancient even when it was recorded in Welsh in the registry of the church in 1723:
Mil engyl a Melangell Trechant lu fyddin y fall.
Melangell with a thousand angels Triumphs over all the powers of evil.
From: Road to Emmaus #36.
Nun Nectaria (McLees)
1 From the inaugural lecture of Rev’d Canon A.M. Allchin, Director of St. Theosevia’s Centre, oxford, and Hon. Professor of Celtic Spirituality at Univ. of Wales, Bangor.
2 Early versions of her story all record her name with the Latin Monacella, by which she was known for centuries. Melangell, (roughly pronounced “Meh-lan-ghekh”) is the Welsh variant.
3 Translated from a 17th-century manuscript by Professor Oliver Davies of St. David’s College, Lampeter. St. Melangell and St. Winifred of Holywell are the only two Welsh female saints with a medieval Latin hagiography.
4 670 AD is the traditionally accepted date of Melangell’s death, although one source puts it at 590.

Forgive me for a longer post. Pictures don’t do justice for the amount of work I’ve put in, not just in the weight room but inner-work. I’ll try to keep it interesting, on topic, with little quirks of my humor sprinkled in (😊). I appreciate anyone taking the time to read this.
Crossposting to the other communities that have helped me so much.
I wanted to include my graph to show that it hasn’t been a flawless ride. Had a tough time staying focused on the workout discipline side of things, especially during this past winter. (More context below)
I drank beer, mostly, and played a lot of video games (particularly during the covid lockdowns) to get that big, 317 lbs at my peak (I’m 6’ 4”).
Consistently lifting weights (4 days a week, on average) and eating well (80% of the time, don’t touch my ice cream) has been the only “secret”.
I have found, personally, that understanding myself has been equally if not MORE a part of this journey.
CONTEXT: Social anxiety and depression has been a major part of my story: a lot of feelings of “not good enough/useful” stemming from a poor relationship with my parents growing up (not blaming, just aware).
I was a chubby, Michigan-born, homeschooler. Raised in a religious family (Baptist) that kind of disowned me when I started having sex with my high school girlfriend (I went to public high school).
Feeling overwhelmed and swallowed up by the sheer number of people in college, I ran away to the military at 20 (after losing about 40 lbs through jogging mostly, very “skinny-fat” body), and felt like quite a black sheep in that community as well.
Sensitive and gentle aren’t exactly military-issued qualities lol.
After a mental health related discharge, I chased after a girlfriend who was still in college and picked up a job waiting tables and eventually bartending.
Being “the man” behind the bar meant lots of new friends and a lot of phone numbers (it’s cool to know the bartender, kinda thing, that’s not meant as a flex).
Drinking to fit in with these new friends introduced me to this community where no one held others accountable, it was just frolicking and getting drunk together. Lots of games of pool and darts.
I began feeling like I finally was “cool” and had somewhere to fit in.
I met my wife (still together 5 years strong), got married, and changed jobs back to one more aligned with my military training (nuclear engineering), that was 2019.
Well, a few months later lockdowns were enforced, my gym closed up (they went out of business as it was a pretty small family-ran place), and as an introverted gamer I thought life was just grand, at first.
However, the frequent drinking (4-pack of IPAs, 3-4 days a week), lack of exercise, and bored eating all caught up.
I developed gout, became the drunk asshole of every woman’s nightmare, and hit quite a low point.
It was the foot pain that really did me in. I felt so pathetic and terrible: going from a pretty good looking bartender who dabbled in personal training, to being unable to walk up two flights of stairs without being winded and miserable.
A lot of my ego had gone into being “the cool bartender”, the physical pain from my feet forced a “sobering” (pun intended) realization of how far away that “cool” persona had fallen.
After a particularly nasty gout flair up in Jan 2022 I began moderating and seriously trying to lose weight (had rejoined a gym already, but if you look at my chart it hadn’t really changed my behavior much).
Took a match to it all that June, after realizing moderating wasn’t going to get me very far.
I found a project to replace my time with (began studying web design for fun/freelancing, then pivoted to re-certifying as a trainer), read a book called “Miracle Morning”, and started journaling/meditating every morning that I could (I work rotating shift work, so my schedule is consistently tumultuous).
Through that inner work (“mindset” I guess in marketing speech, but that feels not as profound as the experience was for me), I have been able to find such tremendous inner peace and quiet down the voices of insecurity and fear.
I am absolutely still a work in progress, but I am accepting of myself and imperfectly working toward the best potential version of my Self.
That’s actually the big selfish reason why I wanted to post this, fear exposure: I’m a little sweaty while writing this from the fear of sharing lol.
And of course some validation for my hard work, I’d be lying if I didn’t say that some upvotes and “Nice” comments don’t feel good.
My future health goal: At my leanest in the military I still was in the high teen body fat percentages. This is the leanest I have ever been, and the pain I have reclaimed fuel my desire to keep going.
Dieting until I have washboard abs, then I might do some bulk-cut cycles. I amm toying with the idea of some competitive bodybuilding as the next iteration of “holy shit a lot of people are looking at me”.
If you made it to the end, it means the world to me. Thank you.
If there’s anything that I can answer or provide insights to, I’d be genuinely thrilled to help, to clarify, or to share more.

Hello there strangers and explorers I have a story to tell...
( CHAT GPT version of my story in proper english because english is not my native language so I type like a dumdum xD )
Yesterday, I booted up No Man's Sky and saw that there was a community event ending in six weeks. So, I began my journey.
I spawned on a moon, though I can't remember much of what happened or where exactly I was. But I knew one thing for sure: I had a task to do. Someone or something had left me a note with quests on how to set sail into space. I was very confused, and my head hurt badly. I said to myself, "I don't have time to try to remember what happened. I need to survive." I withdrew my binoculars and looked around. I was on a dead moon... or planet? I couldn't tell. It definitely lacked an atmosphere. My radar showed the temperature was 10 degrees Celsius. At least something positive. For now, I didn’t need to deal with cold, radiation, heat, or a toxic environment. While scouting, I scanned local minerals, curious if they had anything useful. Every single mineral contained only ferrite dust. I scooped up a few rocks with my multi-tool and then noticed a shipwreck 1000 units away. "This must be my ship," I said to myself.
I put away my binoculars and ran towards the ship. When I climbed a nearby mountain, I spotted a structure—a house? A warehouse? It was definitely built by humans. So, I decided to take a quick look. It was only 200 units away, so why not? When I entered, it was clearly a warehouse. Small storage units, a portal, oxygen harvesters, and planters with carbon were inside. I'm not proud of what I did, but I can assure you, that carbon could be a life-changer, especially since I had no resources. I stole every single piece of carbon I found, got outside, and took a bike that was parked in front.
When I arrived at my ship, I was right—it was a wreck. I quickly examined the ship and assessed the damage. The launch thrusters were shot, the pulse engine was fried, and a few other components blocked my ship from functioning fully. I checked my deployable technology and realized I needed hydrogen and pure ferrite dust to repair it. Then came the first shock: I didn't know how to craft a refinery. Did I forget it? Did I lose the blueprint? I must have. So, without hesitation, I drove the bike back to the warehouse.
At the warehouse, I stole carbon again (something I’m not proud of) and looked for a refinery. There was none. So, I had a bright idea: there was a teleporter. What if I just teleported to another base and tried to find a refinery? So, I stepped into it. At first, I was surprised. It took me to a planet with extreme storms and hurricanes. That didn't matter to me since I stayed indoors at this new base I had trespassed upon. Oh boy, how wrong I was. After searching for about two solid minutes, I conceded and entered the teleporter again. This is where my tragic end begins.
I appeared on the same extreme weather planet. Radiation was at 9.3. Since I didn't have any sodium, I quickly ran into a small 1x1 shelter built by some Chinese player. When I peeked out, I noticed the teleporter didn’t have power. I panicked, jumped outside, and tried to fix the power by adding carbon to the engine. Well, it didn’t help. There was no connection between the battery and the teleporter. I went back to the 1x1, totally defeated. I wondered what I should do now. Is this my new life file? Living in someone’s shelter for the rest of my life? Should I dedicate my life to exploring this strange place?
No. I refused to be defeated. I pulled out my binoculars again and looked around. I saw only local edible flora, organic minerals, storm crystals that weren’t accessible at the moment since there wasn’t a storm, and settlements owned by other players. While thinking about a plan to escape this hell, I opened my tasks. I realized that for certain tasks, you can get care packages to continue progressing. One of these tasks asked me to install an advanced mining tool. If I was able to do that, I would be able to get a refinery in the care package. I quickly installed that on my multi-tool. But guess what? I needed copper to fully install it. That was an issue for this planet. There was no copper, only magnetized ferrite, uranium, and activated copper. When I checked what the first planet had to offer, of course, it had copper. I was mad, but I already had a plan to leave this place at once.
While scouting around, I noticed a few settlements on the planet. That would come in handy since all settlements have teleporters to get back to the planet where I regained consciousness. The only issue was I didn't have sodium or oxygen, which I critically needed to survive. While trying to install the advanced mining tool, I realized I had a scanner and a terrain-modifying tool. That would come in handy as well.
I scanned the area around the 1x1 shelter for any sodium and oxygen flowers. Bingo! More than a few—hundreds. I spent a few minutes running around, gathering sodium and oxygen. When my radiation protection got low, I ran back to the shelter to avoid wasting any sodium. When I was ready, I began my journey on foot. The nearest settlement was 4-5 hours away. I was determined to survive. I ran and picked up every flower and supply I needed along the way. It didn’t take long before I found myself in a planetary storm. And not just one—there were hurricanes and extreme radiation at the same time! I was lucky to be right in front of a shelter left by a Korvax scientist. While waiting for the storm to pass, I learned a Korvax word and got some nanites, including two encrypted data units. When the storm passed, I resumed exploring.
Next time, I promised myself I would try to brave the storm. So I did. After just two storms, I realized bad weather approached approximately every 15 to 20 minutes. So I needed to travel quickly. After 30 minutes of traveling, I had over 1000 sodium. I was confident that storms wouldn’t be an issue anymore. But when the storm approached, I was caught by the first tornado that formed right next to me. It sent me flying hundreds of meters. I didn’t panic. I saved my jetpack fuel and, when it tossed me all the way up, I slowly descended back to the ground. I dug a hole and waited a few minutes for the storm to pass. It was dangerous as hell to travel during a storm.
After a few hours of battling storms, I scavenged for eggs, sold goodies like storm crystals and artifacts to trade terminals, and eventually, I died. That’s right. I was pulled out of a cave in the middle of nowhere by a tornado. I panicked and used up my fuel. When I woke up, I was next to the trading terminal. It would take me 51 minutes to recover my corpse. Well, what choice did I have? None. I had to go for it. After a solid hour and ten minutes, I reached my corpse, collecting storm crystals, ancient data structures, and radon from bio plants along the way. Just a few meters further, I realized it was the ocean part of my travel now.
What did this mean for me? There was slightly higher radiation in the water, but that was fine. I already had over 2000 sodium. But what about oxygen? I had around 400. Mathematically, I wouldn’t be able to cross the ocean if it took more than 30 minutes to swim. I risked it. I ran out of life support really fast. I swam and swam. When I had only 60 oxygen left, I spotted land! I was saved! Finally, I would be able to get some oxygen. As a trophy, I took a shiny Hadal Core from an underwater structure. Then something snapped at me. My health was down to 40%. It was an angler fish! I fell for the oldest trick in the book—a shiny piece of light underwater. I got so scared I even forgot I had a gun with around 1200 bullets. I just swam to the piece of land in front of me. I waited for the fish to swim away. I didn’t want to harm any local fauna. I just wanted to leave this hellish place.
After exiting the ocean, I was just an hour away from the settlement. My inventory was full. I couldn’t waste a single minute, but I couldn’t find any oxygen. So I just ran and hid from storms, especially since my last save was over an hour and thirty minutes ago.
When I finally reached the place where the settlement was supposed to be, I wasn’t saved. I had traveled for six and a half hours for nothing. The settlement wasn’t there. It seemed like the settlers had never been there.
I'm broken. Even though my sodium can keep me alive for a few more days, I don’t think I can make it anywhere. Most of the "promised" settlements are eight hours away.
Thank you, monsalve4547, for being a beacon of hope. Avera.Novaa out. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________
My version of the story that i typed and put it to chat:
Yesterday I boot up No Man's Sky. I saw that there is a community event or something like that... that ends in 6 weeks. So... I began my journey.
I spawned on the moon, cant really remember what happened... cant really tell where exactly am I... But i know certain thing. I have a task to do. Someone, or something letf me a note with quests, how to set a sail to the space. I was very confused my head hurts really bad. I said to myself: "I dont have a time, trying to to remember what happened. I need to survive." I withdraw my binoculars and take a look around. I was on the dead moon... or planet? I cant tell. it was deff without atmosfere. Radar was measuring temperature 10 celsium. At least something positive. For now I dont need to deal with cold, radiation, heat or toxic envirement. While i was scouting around, i scanned local minerals. I was curious if they have something that i could use in the future. Every single mineral had only ferrite dust. I scoop up few rocks with my multi-tool, then I noticed.... a ship wrack 1000u away from me. "This must be my ship" said to myself.
I put away my binoculars and run towards the ship. When I climb local mountain I spoted a house? warehouse? structure? It was build by a human, I could deff tell. So I decided to quickly take a look. It was like 200u from me, so why not. When I entere this house, it was deff a warehouse. Small storage units, portal, oxygen harvesters and planters with carbon. Im not prout about what have I done. But I can assure you, that carbon could be life changer. Especially when I dont have single resource. I stole every single piece of carbon i find and got outside of the building and took a bike that was right in front of it.
When I arrived at the location of my ship... I was right... It was just a wreck. I quickly examine the ship and exact damage done on it. Launch thrusters were cooked... Pulse engine was cooked... and couple more things that blocked my ship from fully functionaling. I take a look in my deployable technology. I quickly realised I need hydrogen and Pure ferrite dust to repair it. Then the first shock came... I dont know how to craft a rafiner. Did I forget it? Did I lost the blueprint? I must have... So without hesitation I took that bike and drive it back to that warehouse I saw earlier.
In the warehouse, I stole carbon again ( something im not proud of ). And looked for the refinery. Yea... there was none. So... I had bright idea... There was a teleporter. What If I just teleport to another base and try to find rafinery. So I... stepped into it... At first I was suprised... It took me to the planet with extreme storms and huricanes. That kinda doesnt matter to me since stayed indoors of this new base that I just tresspased. Oh boy how wrong I was. After looking for like 2 solid minutes. I conseded and again entered teleporter. And this is, where my tragic end begins.
I appear on the same extreme weather planet. Radiation was 9.3. And since I didnt have single piece of sodium. I quickly run in the 1x1 that was build here, by some chinese guy. When I peaked out... I noticed that teleporter didnt have power. I panicked, jumped outside and tried to fix power by adding carbon to the engine. Well... it didnt help. There was no connection between batery and teleporter. I got back to the 1x1 ... totally defeated. I was wondering what should i do now... If this my new file? Living i someones shelter for the rest of my life? Should I deducate my life to the explore of this strange place?
No... I refused defeat... I pulled out binoculars again and took a look around. I saw only local eatable flora, organic minerals, storm crystals that were not available at this moment since there wasnt a storm... and settlements owned by other people. While thinking about the plan how to escape this hell I opened my tasks. I realised for certain tasks, you can get carepackage to continue progressing. One of these tasks asked me to instal advanced mining tool. If I was able to do that, I would be able to get rafinery in the carepackage. I quickly instaled that to my multi-tool. But guess what... I needed copper to be able to fully instal it. Yea that was an issue for this planet. There was no such thing as copper. Only magnetised ferrite, uranium and activated copper. When I checked what that first planet has to offer. Ofc it was copper. I was mad. But already I had a plan how toleave this place at once.
So while I was scouting around, I noticed couple of settlements that were of the planet. That would come handy since all settlements have teleports to get back on the planet where I gather my consciousness. Only issue was I didnt had, was sodium and oxygen, that I critically needed to survive. While I was trying to instal advanced mining tool, I realised I had scanner ... and terrain modifying tool. That would come handy aswell. I scanned the place around 1x1, if there are any sodium and oxygen flowers. BINGO! More than couple, it was hundreds and hundrends.
I spend couple of minutes runnig around the area, gathering little bit of sodium, oxygen and when my radiation protection got low I run back to shelter to not waste a single sodium. And when I was ready. I began my tour on feet. Nearest settlement was 4-5 hours from my location. I was determent to survive. I ran and on the way I picked up every flower and suppliest i would need on my way to the settlement. It didnt take long and I found myself in the planetery storm... and not just single one. Hurricane and extreme radiation happened at once! I was lucky because I was right infront of the shelter that were left here by korvax scientist. While I was waiting for the storm to pass. I learned Korvax word and get some nanites that were left behind, inculing 2 encripted data. When storm passed, I get back to wondering the world.
Next time I promised to myself, I will try to go through the storm. So I did. After just 2 storms I realised... bad weather aproaching aprx. between 15 to 20 minutes. So I needed to travel quickly. After 30 minutes of traveling i had over 1000 sodium. I was confident that storm wouldnt be an issue when I travel. But when storm approached... I was caught by the first tornado that formed right next to me. It set me flying hundreds meters. I didnt panic. I just saved my jetpack fuel. And when it tosse me all the way up. I slowly descent back to the ground. I dug a hole and waited couple of minutes so the storm can pass me again. Save to say it was dangerous as fuck to travel during a storm.
After couple of the hours I went throught the storms, I battled swarm, steal their eggs and sell goodies like storm crystals and artifact to trade terminal that I found in the wild. I died. Thats right, I got pulled out of the cave in the middle of nowhere by tornado. I sorta panicked and used my fuel. When i wake up. I was next to the trading terminal. It would take me 51 minutes to recover my corpse. Well... what should I do? Do I have a choice? No... I had to go for it. After solid hour and 10 minutes I get to the corpse, mainly cause I was collecting storm crystals, ancient data structures and radon from bio plants. And just after few meters I realised. Now its the ocean part of my travel.
What does it mean for me? Well, there was slightly bigger radiation in the water. But its fine by me. I already gathered over 2000 sodium. But what about oxygen? Well. I had around 400. Mathematically, I wouldnt be able to cross that ocean if it was bigger than 30 minutes swimm. Well I risked it. I was running out of life support really fast. I swim and swim. When I had only like 60 oxygen left. I spotted a land! I was saved! Finally i will be able to get some oxygen. As a trophy I took one shiny hadal core from underwater structure. Then something snaps me. My health was on 40%. It was an angler fish! I lost to oldest trick in the book... a shiny peace of light under the water. I got so scared i even forgot that I have a gun with around 1200 bullets. I just swim to the piece of land that was right infront of me.I waited for that fish to swim away. I didnt want to harm any local fauna. I just wanted to go out of this hellish place.
After I just exited the ocean, I was just hour away from the settlement. My inventory was full. And I couldnt waste a single minute, I couldnt find any oxygen. So I just ran and hide and ran and hide from storms. Especially when my last safe was like 1 hour and 30 minutes away.
Then I entered the place. where was the settlement, was I finally saved? No... Not really. I traveled for 6 hours and 30 minutes. For nothing. Settlement wasnt here. Place even seems like, the settlers wasnt even here.
I'm broken. Even my sodium can hold me alive for another couple of days. I dont think I can make it anywhere. Since most of the "promised" settlements are 8 hours ago.
Thank you monsalve4547 for being a beacon of hope.
Avera.Novaa out. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Planet Rilotte
Fauna discovered:
L. Toddririmae - Rare / Underwater / Always Active / Found in South W. Musilesarii - Common / Underwater / Always Active N. Corpsaborigima - Common / Underwater / Always Active C. Elderagkisima - Uncommon / Underground / Always Active R. Stonsaiae - Rare / Ground / Always Active T. Ratsweeum - Rare / Flying / Diurnal S. Coloiagia - Uncommon / Flying / Diurnal E. Telenibasium - Rare / Ground / Always Active Z. Ethopiorium - Rare / Ground / Always Active Q. Waterudusium - Rare / Ground / Always Active
Flora discovered:
O. Honeyyaproe - Oxygen Plant T. Lichxakipum - Underwater O. Beltweareum - Underwater P. Feronplumosa - Hazard E. Dewnaulae - Boost Plant Q. Sawciboe - Underwater W. Yortliretosa - Underwater Z. Frogoskhium - Underwater M. Peasuburium - Underwater Oxygen L. Salutchrae - Underwater V. Frogpeytera - Underground O. Honeyyaproe - Underground Q. Dreaddesencis - Ground
Minerals discovered:
Dashiite Inebacite Pibachite Ekanoite Loystice Tamunite Matokentine Cakmanite Navinite Redstewiite Evadaite Ukspoite Igmannite Autovite Tamunite Eftetime Oonesite Tirandite
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Hi! I need a crash course in conure caretaking specific to our situation, as well as to a few topics not covered in this group’s caretaking crash course wiki. Please and thank you!
Background and questions are below.
This is Gordo. I “rescued” him from my aunt & uncle a week ago.
My uncle is at home on hospice care with me as his primary caretaker while aunt is in the hospital.
I’ve been trying to get them to let me rehome Gordo for a long time, but my aunt is very protective of her, despite the fact that Gordo makes her crazy with squawking. (Her original owners were neighbours who thought she was a boy. They were planning to release her when they moved away. That’s when my aunt & uncle took her in.)
Gordo was with my aunt & uncle for at least 15 yrs. Initially she roamed freely around the house & played with their dog. After that dog died, they rescued a semi-feral dog who turned out to have a big bird-chasing instinct that they couldn’t break. So she’s been caged pretty much 24x7 for the last 10+ years and generally was not covered at night. 😢
Once my aunt went into the hospital & I had control over lighting & the TV (which my aunt kept on pretty much all the time), Guapo quieted down and became significantly less messy.
I’m not a bird person. But I am an animal person & want to take the best care of her that I can.
I’ve read through this group’s excellent crash course on caring for a conure and Googled around a bit but still have some questions.
I’m hoping y’all can help me fast-track Miss Gordo to a healthier, happier life.
questions:

• she laid eggs for them. So far she hasn’t done that here. I now realise this behaviour can be discouraged and may lead to a bird that’s easier to live with. I’ll remove the blanket cluster “cozy space” from her cage, as well as the eggs she brought with her. Any other quick & easy things I can do until I can read up on this more?
  
• I realise all birds are individuals and I’ll need to learn what her different calls mean, but do you know any good resources for getting up to speed on physical gestures etc? For example: what does head bobbing mean? It seems like wing-spreading can be done differently to signal different things? Is it weird that she spends so much time clinging to the side of the cage vs hanging out on her perches?
  

Thank you! 🙏🏻