Looks innocent doesn’t he?!
The little @%#&%# ate my Blueberry Muffin!!
All that remained was a stalk.
There has been a slight change of course. One Humboldt Seeds Honey Bear has been dropped, germed in water and peroxide, and now resides in the solo vacated by the late Blueberry Muffin.
May Blueberry Muffin rest in piece in Zen’s tummy.
From My BWCA group on fb:
One of the untold appreciated things about soloing in the BW is not having to worry about dressing inside your tent or worrying about who sees you where and when.
But twice while paddling with my daughters this freedom has gone way too far!
We had just come from Virgin Lake into West Fern bearing the end of our trip. When we looked to the lone campsite on the lake, there was a guy standing out on the point, posing like a balarina in a pirroette pose, as still as possible - obviously making a show for us passing by - buck naked!
I wanted so bad to snap a picture! But I was frozen! I couldn’t believe my eyes! We laughed and laughed about that - and we still do! That guy had been soloing a bit too long! I mean dude - I came here to see nature but that day the wildlife was a bit off the rails!
Several years later on one of my top ten BW lakes - Swan - my daughter hadn’t yet caught a fish on the trip, and that’s against the rules - so I was out with her paddling her around (she did catch 2!). All of a sudden we look over to the campsite that’s back in the north bay, and there’s 6 naked bodies pink as a flower all lined up yelling and screaming and then all at once rushed into the water! Yeooowwwaaaa!!
What in the world?! Did they have that much to drink that early in the morning?! Or were they Scandinavian and used to all being naked together in the sauna?! What in the world!!!
So what happens in your own campsite I suppose is between you and the BW! But C’mon folks! When there’s people paddling by - button it up! Yes? Please?! Even a little?!
We can do this! Let’s make 2026 the year we clean up the BW one “public” naked experience at a time!
That cat just looks
Guilty
Yeah, I did it, I’d do it again, and dont care… purrrrrrrr
Oh yeah. We have a family of cardinals that show up here every spring.
The real problem? It’s not deep in the forest… it’s right there in the Target or grocery store parking lot, staring at you like you made a terrible life decision.
Because let’s be honest… you are way more likely to run into a goose than anything else in Minnesota. Not just one either. A full squad. Lakes, sidewalks, school parking lots, walking trails, random patches of grass… doesn’t matter. If there’s space, they’ve already claimed it. And they are not moving for you. Not even a little.
If anything… they step toward YOU.
There’s something about a Minnesota goose that operates on pure confidence and zero hesitation. Neck stretched out, wings lifting just enough, making that sound like it just entered boss fight mode. You could be twice its size, doesn’t matter. In its mind, you’re the problem.
And suddenly you’re doing that awkward Minnesota shuffle, trying to stay polite while also creating distance.
Every Minnesotan has had that moment. You made eye contact. That was your first mistake. Now it’s a standoff you never asked for. Maybe you got chased across a parking lot. Maybe you froze. Maybe you tried to stand your ground and immediately realized… yeah, not worth it.
Either way… lesson learned.
Respect the goose… or prepare for consequences.
Because in Minnesota, the wildlife might look peaceful… but those geese?
They run everything
No kidding!
There was a gander where we stabled our horse, it would chase nearly everybody, even us kids, and it sent a girl to the hospital.
One time, my dad knocked it silly with a hand tool, and from then on, the gander never tried to attack my dad; in fact, he would enjoy hanging around my dad.
Wolves are very skittish, especially of people, they are very smart in many ways, lol.
It’s crazy that anyone would be afraid of encountering wolves in the wild, haha, but ignorance …
We have control for bothersome geese…
Unfortunately, when they attack you,…they break bones!
I read a story about a guy up in the BWCA that slept in a hammock. One night, as he was trying to fall asleep, he felt a presence. The next morning, there was a fresh pile of wolf scat.
We have a replacement for the departed Blueberry Muffin…after a period of intense grieving, We have baby HoneyBear from Humboldt Seed.
I reckon that it has been a spell since the last update of the basement garden
Tomatoes have been providing a steady supply of San Marzano tomatoes
The houseplant that I thought I killed refuses to die
Ilgm GrandDaddy Purple was beheaded and will now become a victim of my own special torture
My short little Green Peppers occupy the 3x3
and are hiding a little something
Temperatures are warming and the threat of snow becomes more remote by the day
In the outdoor garden…
5 years ago it was quackgrass and thistles…a little more diversity now
And the best part!!!
I received a mysterious envelope!!!
And the next morning, he lived unscathed and alive to tell about it. 
Nice garden, and yard that’s coming to life!
Congrats on the new seeds!
I’ve heard them numerous times, but only saw one.
How goeth the battle?
So far so good. Pics as of Saturday last week. The og has grown and stretched alot in the last week. Starting to see alot of pistols on her and she is happy. First pic is the unknown seed( fingers crossed its a female.). The second is the kush. Ill add more pics for ya tomorrow as the lights are off now.
Whatcha’ got growing in them lil’ ol’ solos??
…MEANWHILE, IN THE FROZEN WASTELAND
Workers say he shows up right on time, walks in like he owns the place—but in a very respectful, “ope, just gonna sneak past ya” kind of way—and taps the time clock with his paw before starting another long shift of absolutely no measurable work. Management confirms he immediately finds the warmest spot in the building, settles in like it’s part of the job description, and commits to an eight-hour nap with unmatched professionalism.
HR tried to get him on payroll, but things got complicated when nobody could confirm his legal name, tax forms, or whether he technically lives there now. Still, after realizing he hasn’t missed a single shift and somehow boosts morale more than free hotdish ever could, they gave him an employee number anyway.
One supervisor questioned his productivity once and quickly got a very quiet, judgmental stare in return. Lesson learned.
Coworkers say he follows a strict Minnesota routine: clock in → find warmth immediately → nap like winter depends on it → casually wander the warehouse like upper management → stare at people until snacks appear → leave exactly at quittin’ time without making a fuss.
Officials are calling him a true Minnesota professional — polite, consistent, and fully committed to doing the bare minimum without bothering anyone.
Honestly?
That’s not a cat.
That’s the most dependable employee in the entire Midwest.
They are 3 more og kush photos. Here is a couple more updated pics. The og in the second pic has a fair bit of smaller lower branches not getting as much light. Can i leave them be or should i prune them? I know they are taking energy away from the upper nodes, but over-all health of the plant is good. So i was thinking they should be fine.
