Q Storm, Real Storm, & more
1. Q: Into the Storm: this HBO docuseries is a fascinating look at the history and origin of the QAnon movement, as well as an investigation into the identity of Q. There’s no definitive answer to the question “who is Q?” but the series comes to its own pretty strong conclusion. I won’t give any spoilers here, for anyone who might be interested in watching. The episodes also delve a bit into some of the folks who got wrapped up in the Q cult (to be clear, that’s my terminology, not the show’s). I don’t know if we’ll ever truly know who Q is, or if Q is even just one person. But it’s an interesting six-episode rabbit hole to go down.
2. Actual Storm: as we were finishing up the Q series, a wild storm rolled into DC. We took a break to watch the weather approach from our terrace. There was a ton of lightning, but not as much thunder as I expected given the apocalyptic visuals. Here’s the sky right around sunset…the clouds appeared pinkish-reddish. It was simultaneously beautiful and ominous.
3. Cupcakes & Cashmere Goodies: this lifestyle blogger’s shop recently offered a free pair of Stevie earrings ($108 value) with orders or two or more select products. I thought the earrings were super cute, so I picked out the KNC Beauty Big Set of three sheet masks and a blue match cloche. I’m loving the earrings and cloche, and I’m excited to try the masks! I don’t believe I’ve ever used KNC skin care before.
4. More Crystals: yep, I went back to the crystal vendor at my local flea market last weekend and bought the large quartz piece on the right, along with the round blue stone in the middle. The vendor couldn’t rememeber what the blue stone is…if you have any idea, please leave a comment! The seller threw in the little round amethyst as a gift. Very sweet of her!
5. Brood X Cicadas: the cicadas are here! It’s not too crazy around DC yet, but I did find this one cicada chilling in a humidity tray inside our greenhouse. It’s been there for a couple of days. I haven’t heard the cicadas buzzing around here just yet, but I hear it gets pretty nuts. We had cicadas back in St. Louis when I was growing up, so I’m familiar with their noise and shells. Somehow, they don’t creep me out!