Oct 09, 2026
This knitted hen is mistaking Dust Mite for an egg!
—orc Fri Oct 9 22:53:41 2026
It felt more like fall today, so I decided I’d wear tights & a long sleeved top when I went out on my bicycle this afternoon.
—orc Fri Oct 9 20:20:15 2026
Oct 08, 2026
Last October 8th (which happens to be Intl. Lesbian Day in ANZ) my partner drove me up to the hospital, where, at sometime around 7am, I was knocked out only to awaken later that morning (or early afternoon?) with my bits finally corrected from the unfortunate state I was hatched with.
Getting an aftermarket pussy was the best decision I made in my life modulo The Best and our kids. It just fits, and is proper, instead of what was there before (which was useful, and I did have a lot of fun with it, but, well, it’s not something I was ever particularly happy with by itself. Letting it heal properly was a bit of a pain, because I was kept of my bicycle for three months (and I still haven’t gotten back into a semblance of shape), but there has not been a single moment when I regretted The Big Yeet or the absence of the old parts.
Happy Birthday, naughty bits, and I hope we have many more yet to come!
—orc Thu Oct 8 22:54:30 2026
Oct 07, 2026
Straw hat, black shrug, purple corset, and a skirt covered with cats & cherries.
—orc Wed Oct 7 18:49:25 2026
Oct 05, 2026
I did a portrait session while waiting for a doctor’s appointment this morning, and discovered that (1) I have lost enough weight in the last few weeks to wear my ying/yang choker necklace without immediately feeling like I’m choking, and (2) I’m actually good looking?
It only took me 66 years to be able to look at myself in a photo and think “now that is a beautiful woman!” (Admittedly, this was not applicable during the 60 years when I was cosplaying as a man, but oh boy I haaaated the way I used to look back then!) I think I’m gonna be riding this high for a while!
—orc Mon Oct 5 14:27:37 2026
Late at night, wearing a flannel shirt for dyke cred.
—orc Mon Oct 5 02:53:04 2026
Oct 02, 2026
Dust Mite stole my fake bangs!
—orc Fri Oct 2 23:22:52 2026
Sep 25, 2026
The accounts payable department, Dust Mite version
—orc Fri Sep 25 23:51:41 2026
Sep 23, 2026
My boobs aren’t very large compared to my chest diameter, but this new corset does its best to emphasise that I do indeed have them.
—orc Wed Sep 23 19:03:32 2026
Sep 18, 2026
Dust Mite sneaks across the line into the fare paid zone at the downtown Milwaukie Tri-Met station
—orc Fri Sep 18 22:35:43 2026
Sep 11, 2026
A cup of chai with a dust mite garnish
—orc Fri Sep 11 23:25:15 2026
The emergency randonneuse, the bob yak, and yours truly just before I rode back home from Costco this afternoon.
—orc Fri Sep 11 20:15:35 2026
Sep 04, 2026
Dust Mite gazes sceptically at a “photo” of UP M10000, which at the very least has been colourised with more enthusiasm than skill.
—orc Fri Sep 4 23:59:27 2026
Aug 31, 2026
A half-sunken (sail?)boat rests near the east bank of the Willamette just north of Ross Island. It wasn’t there last week, but it looks like it’s been there forever. Maybe it sunk upstream and washed down to this point?
—orc Mon Aug 31 22:36:03 2026
Aug 28, 2026
The art appreciator
—orc Fri Aug 28 22:24:55 2026
Aug 27, 2026
The water tank (used for fire control, but, alas, long empty when the building caught fire underneath it) that used to sit on top of the last surviving building in the Centennial Mills complex. It’s a bit worse for wear after being dropped seven stories (picking up a huge dent when – I think – it rotated and struck one of the building walls after the tower base was blown up to drop the tank) and then having the walls of the building pushed down onto it.
(At least this is what it looked like on Monday; I’m guessing that now it’s been cut into small pieces which are piled in a heap at a salvage facility on Columbia Blvd.)
—orc Thu Aug 27 21:46:34 2026
Aug 26, 2026
There’s a viewing platform at the top of Multnomah Falls that helpfully extends out over the edge of the cliff. Because I am stupid in this way, I inched up to the edge of the viewing platform, stretched my arm out as far as I could, and took a picture facing down the 165 meter tall upper falls.
And then my self preservation instinct kicked in and I BOLTED 50 meters up the path leading to this viewing platform, sat down, and shook in terror until Julie came ambling back from the observation platform. Brrr, there’s scary and then there’s a switch closing deep in my brain saying GET AWAY GET AWAY NOW!
(It’s a lot like my needlephobia, but, alas, there’s no such thing as an autoinjector for precipitous dropoffs.)
—orc Wed Aug 26 00:42:31 2026
Aug 21, 2026
Dust Mite, on the way to hunt for giant boxes of peaches
—orc Fri Aug 21 18:36:18 2026
Aug 14, 2026
Two Tri-Met S70s cross over i205 on their approach to Gateway Transit Center at dusk tonight. I took this photo with my 7artisans f0.95 lens (open as wide as it could go) but it was still dark enough so everything was a bit blurry despite the IS circuitry in my camera.
—orc Fri Aug 14 23:02:58 2026
Dust Mite, taking the path up to the top of Multnomah Falls
—orc Fri Aug 14 22:46:03 2026
Aug 07, 2026
Dust Mite is in the oven!
—orc Fri Aug 7 23:30:44 2026
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