Apparently some citrus plants just will drop all their leaves and sulk through the winter when they're brought inside when it stops being citrus-friendly outdoors. Maybe it's not dying; maybe it's just being pissy.
I shall operate under the presumption that the thing is not brooding itself into suicide at least until I've had it outside for a while next year.
(I'm also going to have a mild giggle as someone posts to a message board thing complaining that the sermons in Methodist churches he's attended don't quote enough scripture. If I'm remembering the liturgy from First United correctly, there was at minimum an Old Testament reading and a New Testament reading each service, plus sermon, usually riffing brilliantly on some significant idea (I really, really liked the pastor there); I think that manages to meet my RDA of Bible Wordage.)
Also, I think this frightens me. Though the concept of an explosion-powered musical instrument does appeal to my inner pyro and my inner music elemental.
Maybe I should change my mood to 'scattered'. . . .
I shall operate under the presumption that the thing is not brooding itself into suicide at least until I've had it outside for a while next year.
(I'm also going to have a mild giggle as someone posts to a message board thing complaining that the sermons in Methodist churches he's attended don't quote enough scripture. If I'm remembering the liturgy from First United correctly, there was at minimum an Old Testament reading and a New Testament reading each service, plus sermon, usually riffing brilliantly on some significant idea (I really, really liked the pastor there); I think that manages to meet my RDA of Bible Wordage.)
Also, I think this frightens me. Though the concept of an explosion-powered musical instrument does appeal to my inner pyro and my inner music elemental.
Maybe I should change my mood to 'scattered'. . . .
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(There's a part of my head that wants to retort, "But those weren't purpose-built!" but to be honest I don't know if they were intended to be turned musical cannon, so I shan't.)