I updated my DIY vinegar cleaner since I last shared it in this post.
Soak my used lemon peels in vinegar for at most two weeks.
Why I love it
Adds a fresh and clean lemon scent to the vinegar cleaner.
Uses up my lemons to the full.
Safe, eco-friendly, low waste, and thrifty.
What I discovered
This vinegar cleaner also works as an effective insect spray. I’ve tested it on flies, mosquitoes, caterpillars, and even baby cockroaches. However, I didn’t trust it enough with the bigger cockroaches because I was too scared it would take a longer kill time than with using a commercial insect spray. I couldn’t risk the cockroach flying around instead of an instant kill.
How to make this cleaner
Add lemon peels to a jar.
Fill up the jar with vinegar or until all the lemon peels are covered with vinegar.
August 31—I went into readathon mode and finished four books. Two of the books I read in August were Maggie Nelson’s Bluets and Joy Williams’ 99 Stories of God. These books have been on my TBR list for years now and I did not know what possessed me that day, but I decided to grab these two to read.
After reading these two, I found amusing similarities:
Numeric format. In Bluets the entries are numbered. In 99 Stories of God, well, we have 99 stories.
Short. In Bluets, each entry is about a paragraph long. In 99 Stories of God, each story is about one to two pages long. Some even only a sentence or two.
What amused me the most from these two were the writing style and book composition, which were entirely new to me. I did not know this style worked. Of course, there is the advantage that both writers are already reputable so that they can probably get away with this kind of writing style and composition, but that’s not the point.
These short pieces of random entries are written with elegance, clarity, authority, and grace. Their prose were standouts. The facts, news, and tidbits of information were concise.
It proved to me that it is never the length that matters, not even the cohesion of the collections. It was the tying together of thoughts and facts, the blending of words that though short, were deep and astounding, and never shy of prodding the reader to think, reread, and understand.
Both of these books are now special to me because of the opportunities and ideas they inspired. There’s no such thing as coincidences, so I’d like to think these two chose to inspire me at the right time.
Apparently, there are plenty of ways you can write about the color blue; that is, if you are as creative as Maggie Nelson. Two hundred forty pieces of bluish thoughts and blue-related facts–lyrical, humorous, and beautifully written–from a life that is blue-marked and blue-inspired.
Ninety-nine stories that are not all about God. What we have is a surprise box of anecdotes, news, allusions, satire, precepts, retellings, and stories with The Lord as a modern-day present and random figure. Some are direct and are easy to comprehend. Most require more time and attention to get to the point, but still, not quite yet. Overall, I think this collection is meant to be a dazzling puzzle, a curious collection that is open to interpretation for all.
The moon is gold, bound in a thin blue wire, and framed in a vignette of hazy shadows. It looks like an atom in the sky. The stars are social distancing, more distant from each other than I’ve ever seen them before, or perhaps my concept of distance has now become distant.
This morning, I woke up from a dream with my mother. The part where we held hands was zoomed in and framed, like how they do in the movies, like it carried weight to it, like it was a new and fresh layer added to the memory of holding hands. It was as close as we both can get to eliminating that middle space that continues to separate us. Our arms a V, aware of our distance. Our fingers interlocked, strong and connected, an unbreakable link.