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Thursday, February 12th, 2026 10:11 am
Comic #3034

Back in my schooldays, there was a neighbour of ours who used to prep his engine for departure. Every morning he'd start his car, despite the car obviously not wanting to start. It would take several noisy attempts to turn the engine over. Once turned over, it would sputter a few times, and stop. Only for this process to be repeated several times. Then eventually the engine would kick and roar into life, and the neighbour would spend several minutes revving it up and down. Then he'd leave the engine running noisily for about 15 minutes, presumably while he went back inside and had breakfast or something, so that it was nice and warmed up. And finally, about half an hour after this whole spectacle* had begun, he'd rev the engine into spitting, snarling, protesting life, and make his way out on to the street, where the sound of the engine would fade away into the distance for the next 5 minutes.

All before the time I had to get out of bed to prepare for school.

* Is it okay to call something experienced purely aurally a "spectacle"? I'm saying it is.


2026-02-12 Rerun commentary: Oh wow... I'd almost forgotten about that. And now reading it again has brought the trauma back. Whether I'm talking about Serron being sensible or the neighbour noisily starting the car is left as an exercise for the reader.

Thursday, February 12th, 2026 07:52 am
Still haven't seen Heated Rivalry but I glanced at one of the books in a bookstore last night, and realised that I had the characters backwards! Based on pictures, I'd assumed that the dark-haired one was Ilya Rozanov and the ginger one was Shane Hollander. I'd figured that Rozanov was part Kazakh (or could well have been part Korean, like Viktor Tsoi) – but the guy who actually turns out to be playing Rozanov doesn't look Slavic to me at all. I can only see him as having a severe case of American Canadian Actor Face. This has been an interesting collision of racial assumptions.
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Thursday, February 12th, 2026 12:36 am
This year I'm doing Community Thursdays. Some of my activity will involve maintaining communities I run, and my favorites. Some will involve checking my list of subscriptions and posting in lower-traffic ones. Today I have interacted with the following communities...


* Commented in [community profile] common_nature.

* Posted "National Craft Month Bingo Fest" in [community profile] crafty.

* Posted "Homes for Birds Week" on [community profile] datahoarders.
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 09:59 pm
Bella is eating the food that she previously refused to eat out of the bag. Okaaaay. And now it’s the time for the evening dog wrestling.

Overslept an hour. Sigh. I went to bed early! Both Bella and Gracie don’t want to come inside. I need to get to work soon! I got Bella inside by grabbing her collar. Then the grocery delivery guy came with Gracie still outside, so I took the groceries over the gate. Gracie is still outside. I was late to work. Chaotic morning. Gracie finally came in about two hours after I let her out. Sheesh.

My presentation at work went okay, not great. But it's done. I'm starting to come out of crazy busy mode, although I was crazy busy today.

I got my act together to go to piano class today. It went okay. I really need to practice more often. Oliver burst in when I came in Zara's room/music room/library-to-be. He walked on my digital piano several times and was nosing around the room. I ducked out fast after class to leave Oliver in there because I wanted him behind a closed door when I brought the dogs in and took the recycling out. I'm looking at used Chromebooks to use in the music room because my mom's laptop is running Windows 10, and I'm getting tired of getting nastygrams from Microsoft. I found a few possibilities in the area.

I watched the three ice dancing pairs that won medals. I was rooting for Chock and Bates, but the French skaters were awesome. They deserved the gold medal. All three pairs were great. I fed Lily because I wanted to feed her when the dogs were outside and Oliver was shut away.

Gracie didn't want to come in, so I worked on getting the big bags of dog and cat food inside because it's going to rain tomorrow. I had just brought the bag of cat food inside when the bottom of it broke. 25 pounds of dry cat food in my front hall. Crappity crap. I scooped up some of it in a plastic container. Then I tried to bring Gracie in, who wanted to come in, but wouldn't walk on the food. So I used a snow shovel to pick up more and push the remaining food to one side. Gracie came in this time.

I fed the dogs and myself. Then I brought the recycling out and rolled it to the curb. I put plastic drop cloths over the boxes with my garage shelves and workbench that are too heavy to drag over to the garage. (I need to open the boxes and carry the pieces to the garage.) Then I grabbed some clothes to hand wash (currently soaking) and let Oliver out. Fed him and Zara. Whew. (I should have time tomorrow to work on clearing the bathroom to fix the washer.)

I want to put my clothes in the dryer and go to sleep soon so that I won't oversleep tomorrow morning. I hope. Oh, and I need to submit an order to buy more of a stock that's doing well. How exciting!
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 09:55 pm
1. first love
2. friendship
3. love of nature
4. passion
5. soulmates
6. unrequited love
7. lust
8. love of the game
9. devotion
10. love of food
11. polyamory
12. long distance love
13. lovesickness
14. romantic love
15. love of place
16. marriage
17. love of order and method
18. divine love
19. platonic love
20. infatuation
21. maternal love
22. obsession
23. agape
24. love of animals
25. unconditional love
26. forbidden love
27. ecstasy
28. the beloved

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Question: if you write or read poly ships, what are some of your favorite tropes/scenarios/situations? For example, most of the time I write it in a universe where poly is accepted because I rarely want to write the kind of story where characters are fighting discrimination or illegitimacy because those are topics much more serious than I want to deal with. Occasionally, it will be considered 'unusual' but that's as far as I usually go. Not outlawed or violently shamed.

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Some reasons I like poly ships because they present an interesting alternative to consider (from a ficcer's viewpoint) and because they challenge conventional definitions of relationship. I have written more than a few of them and they generally fall into certain categories:

PWP threesomes/moresomes
poly Omegaverse packs
romance-leading-to-commitment threesomes

(or sometimes all of the above)

I've written Holmes/Watson/Mary Watson in ACD canon; various permutations of Sherlock/John/Lestrade/Mycroft in BBC Sherlock (both original recipe and genderswapped). I've even written John/Harry/Clara for an incest challenge. And BTS being seven members usually means that there's a threesome somewhere. Or a full-on poly pack situation with Omegaverse. I have written Mad Hatter tea party porn as well as this Snow White and the Seven Dwarves porn. Please heed the tags.

Nights Are for Sharing (1862 words) by okapi
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Seven Dwarves/Snow White
Characters: Snow White, Seven Dwarves
Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Orgy, Cunnilingus, Anal Play, Anal Fingering, Masturbation, Spanking, Voyeurism, Vaginal Sex, Nursing Kink, Dirty Talk, Sharing a Bed, Dwarves, Sleep Sex, Dub-con for Sleep Sex, Rimming, Object Insertion, Object Penetration
Summary:

Snow White/Seven Dwarves PWP.

Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 08:47 pm
Thanks to [personal profile] nsfwords, the series Daughters of the Apocalypse is now up to date. \o/  You can browse that page to see if you missed anything.  
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 09:39 pm
I've been watching "Emergency!" on Peacock, and decided to poke around on AO3, just to see what's what in fiction for that show. And I came across a very...aggressive...note on someone's story that said, "If you post a review requesting to do art for my stories, I will block you."

Is that a thing that happens frequently? I mean, really? I'm not real active in any fandom right now, so I don't spend a lot of time on AO3 -- or anywhere else -- so I don't know. It just seems really aggressive, if all they're doing is saying they want to do art for a story.

*is confused*

X-posted to Dreamwidth and Livejournal; read/comment where you like :)
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 09:34 pm
All Together Now
By Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
Part 2 of 2, complete
Word count (story only): 1094
[Wednesday, May 13, 2020, 12:30 pm]


:: Aidan brings up a strange duplication of effort, and asks for an explanation. Part of the Edison’s Mirror (Teague Family) story arc. ::


Back to A Small Hurdle
To the Edison's Mirror Landing Page
On to




“Can we help?” Aidan asked. His words came more quickly, but his expression remained serene. His grip on the phone remained careful, as if it would break with the wrong twitch of a finger.

“No, it’s not a matter for civilians,” Win insisted gently. “I’ll tell you what I can after I get off shift today.”

“We will be home. We’d be pleased to set another place for you for dinner,” he added.

“See you then,” Win hurried to say, as her radio began squawking for attention. “Bye!” The call ended.

Aidan’s brow furrowed as he passed the phone carefully back to the librarian. “Thank you, very much.” He motioned vaguely toward the 500 section of nonfiction stacks. “I’ll be ready in just a moment. Ed, would you help Mac to choose a story to read aloud together as a family?

The librarian chuckled, rubbing at her lower lip with the side of her index finger. “That could take quite some time,” she warned as Aidan shook his head.

Vic waved him off. “We’ve got it,” he promised.

Ed held Mac’s hand securely, and led her toward the chapter books.

Vic leaned slightly to one side, startlingly reminiscent of a mime, without the exaggerated effect. “Ed grew up with his family reading aloud together. I had to get used to it, because it’s totally different than watching a movie together,” he explained. “I’d trust Ed’s sorting decisions over mine or Aidan’s.” HIs lips quirked. “Or yours.”

“I’m a professional,” she protested softly, looking puzzled.

“You haven’t lived Ed’s life, or mine, or Mac’s. Or Aidan’s, if it comes to that. If I need help researching, that’s library science. The details that make the most difference to Ed and Mac right now, though, those are psychology.” Vic shrugged a little sheepishly.

The librarian’s eyebrows climbed. “You… have a point.” She rubbed her mouth again, this time to conceal most of a smile. “And apparently, he doesn’t like the word ‘one’.”

Ed carried three books tucked under his arm, and still held Mac’s hand. She carried another book in her free hand, studying the cover illustration so intently that Ed had to guide her around a chair pushed back from the table.

It took only a few minutes to check out their reading material, and to get the heavy duty plastic carry bags arranged fairly.

However, no one spoke until the library was hidden by several turns and a screen of thick pine trees on what might be an undeveloped plot. Vic cleared his throat. “I want to check out the area around the house. I want to have some options for privacy.” His gaze cut to Mac, pointedly, but the preschooler did not see it.

Mac scampered along, tugging at Edison’s hand in random intervals. Every time she spotted a tiny white flower with a yellow center, no bigger than a pencil eraser, she crouched down and pulled Ed along with her.

Vic paused, letting the pair get ahead of himself and Aidan. “This is serious enough that I’m willing to make an amulet for the two of them,” he murmured to the older man. “But I’ll need your help.”

“Of course. What will you need?” the auburn-haired man asked.

“It’s going to wipe me out for at least two days. I’ll need you to basically zombie-walk me to the bathroom and probably give me a sponge bath. I’ll drink water or broth if you dribble a bit into my mouth, slowly, but soup is too thick, and melted ice cream is problematic, too. Otherwise, that’s a bigger calorie load than broth is, per tablespoon.” Vic pursed his lips.

“How is this different than the other things that you’ve done?” Aidan murmured, barely above a whisper.

“It stays on their person. No one but the persons it’s attuned to with blood will be able to see or touch the necklace. It will defend them more aggressively than just alerting either of us. Think of a…” Vic slowed his steps, thinking. His gaze dropped to the rough ground at the edge of the two-lane road.

“Is it a lethal defense?” Aidan asked, his voice even.

Vic shook his head. “Think of it as a punch in the gut from the object, rather than a person.”

Aidan hummed. “If that’s all, I find it a reasonable reaction to a threat to Ed or Mac. I’d like to have a similar defense for you, too.”

“I only look like a teenager,” Vic growled at him. “We may as well try to make four amulets, because I can make the argument that you’ll need the defense more than I will.”

It was Aidan’s turn to slow his steps. He nodded sharply. “I agree. We’ll work out the details, and the specific methods long before I carve the first bulla blank for an amulet.”

Vic smiled, his expression overflowing with relief. “Thank you. Thank you for not demanding proof of every tiny detail.”

Aidan bent until his knee nearly touched the carpet, but it gave him just enough reach to collect a three-leaf clover. “Ed, have you told Mac the stories about four leaf clovers? Three leaf clovers are the basic version, and four-leaf clovers are deluxe.”

Ed chuckled, even as he guided the younger girl several more steps ahead. Both crouched, running their fingers over a patch of clover.

“Good thinking,” Vic murmured to the older man. They took a step to the side, uphill.

“Exhaustion isn’t the only worry,” Aidan pressed. “Is it?”

“It could bypass the surplus magic that I still have, and steal some of my lifeforce,” Vic admitted hoarsely. “It would be worth it to protect them, but… I haven’t given up hope of a future.”

Aidan nodded. “I understand that. This world is unlike mine, but I believe that the risks of flame-touched and werewolves can be managed. In fact, if we simply moved to the mainland, we would probably find many villages with no traces of either.”

“Just my luck,” Vic groused. “I’m sorry.”

The older man shrugged. “I’ve been considering ways to blend in among the flame-touched, to keep your abilities more secret. They’ve admitted that they don’t sense me, at all, which is both reassuring and a little disappointing.”

Vic cleared his throat. “I’ll get the materials together. Maybe a bracelet or an anklet would be best, and they’d certainly need less material than a necklace would.”

“Could you make them after dinner?” Aidan’s expression turned rueful. “I am still relying on your cooking skills, after all.”


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Thursday, February 12th, 2026 01:00 am
Ever wonder why we call someone a “crush”? Explore the surprising origins of this classic phrase and how it became part of modern love language.
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 06:37 pm
AO3 Link | Strange Support (100 words) by Merfilly
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Green Arrow
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dinah Lance & Shado
Characters: Shado, Dinah Lance
Additional Tags: Drabble, +Modern Age (1986-Present), Post-Crisis, [Green Arrow Vol. 2 - 1988-1998]
Summary:

When the community forgot about her, her ex's other lover didn't.



Strange Support

Dinah knew she wasn't alone as soon as she stepped into her house, but the assassin there was quick to show she was not openly armed. In fact, Shado's eyes were filled with concern, and it was not for the sleeping child on the couch, but for Dinah herself.

"I thought, perhaps, you needed support."

Shado's words broke her reserves, letting Dinah weep. What even was her life that Oliver's one-night fling had come to give more of herself than any hero in the community?

Shado held her, eased her down on the end of the couch, and stayed close.

Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 07:07 pm
January was rereading, and not much of that: Paladin of Souls, by Lois McMaster Bujold, and Sorcery and Cecilia by Patricia Wrede and Caroline Stevermer: the latter was a read-aloud, with Cattitude and Adrian switching off depending on which character the letter was from.

I also bounced off a couple of rereads, and read news and other articles online.

Just finished:

Grown Wise, by Celia Lake: another of her Albion historical romances, set in a fantasy Britain with a middle-sized community of people who use or are aware of magic. This one is set a couple of years after World War II, and people are dealing with both individual loss and trauma, and the war's effects on the land. I enjoyed this, but I don't know whether it would be confusing as a starting point. (It's the first in a new series of these books, which might help.)
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 05:44 pm
What I Just Finished Reading

Hilary McKay’s Rosa by Starlight, an enchanting short children’s fantasy featuring cats, Venice, a deliciously wicked aunt and uncle (but ARE they really Rosa’s aunt and uncle?), and an intrepid orphan facing down her problems as best she can. Perfect if you like classic children’s fantasy that swirls a soupcon of magic into the real world.

Damon Runyon’s Guys and Dolls. Although the musical isn’t based directly on any one of these stories (in fact, I think the only direct reference might be Nathan Detroit’s craps game), it is at the same time exactly like Damon Runyon’s short stories. [personal profile] troisoiseaux suggested a similarity to the work of P. G. Wodehouse, which I definitely also see: it’s easy to imagine a crossover where Wodehouse’s upper class doofuses get into a caper with Runyon’s Broadway gangster idiots, probably ending in a double wedding where an upper class doofus marries a Broadway doll, and a Broadway guy marries Muriel Broadbent.

What I’m Reading Now

I’ve started my St. Patrick’s Day Maeve Binchy early this year, because I’ve picked her short story collection A Few of the Girls, and even starting now I probably won’t finish it by St. Patrick’s Day. (I usually read story collections one story a day.)

What I Plan to Read Next

You will be shocked to hear that a steady diet of Horatio Hornblower and Aubrey-Maturin have made me want to read a book about the history of the Napoleonic Wars, preferably an overview so I can get a general idea of the most important dates so I can orient myself as we go along. Any recommendations?
Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 04:12 pm
This poem came out of the March 4, 2025 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] zesty_pinto. It also fills the "Mountains" square in my 3-1-25 card for the Tolkien Bingo Fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony Barrette. It belongs to the Rutledge thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 10:00 pm

Posted by Kristen French

In recent decades, the world has lurched from one crisis to the next: financial collapse, the COVID-19 pandemic, social unrest over police brutality and sexual assault scandals, apocalyptic wildfires and floods, the growing threat of irreversible climate change. But in many corners of the world, existing protections for the people most vulnerable to these crises seem to have been rolled back instead of fortified.

Recently, a group of Canadian researchers found that mothers feel pressured to pick up the slack—the message they receive from popular media, social media, and political discourse is that the solutions to these problems lie in mothers’ individual parenting choices rather than in structural and institutional solutions. The researchers, from Concordia University, conducted four interviews each with 33 first-time mothers in Montreal and Toronto over a two-year period to better understand how they were managing the transition to motherhood. Mothers, they found, feel their responsibilities extend well beyond caregiving and nurturing their children in this era of crisis. 

Some of the measures the mothers took to try to address large intractable societal problems ranged from teaching their children about diversity, to foregoing air travel, resisting gender norms, choosing the right diapers, and following plant-based diets. The mothers the researchers interviewed were all cis-gendered women from a range of educational, economic, and national backgrounds, while more than 40 percent identified as belonging to communities of color. The interviews were conducted from the final trimester of pregnancy through the first 18 months postpartum. The researchers published their results in the Journal of Gender Studies.

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I spoke with study author Stephanie Paterson, a political science professor at Concordia, about the pressures mothers are facing today, how they’re coping, and what we risk if we continue to expect mothers to solve societal ills.

You write that you were partially motivated to do this study by the question of what constitutes a “good mother” in a moment of crisis and uncertainty. How would you answer that question now?

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It’s important to point out that we wanted to understand what society determines is a good mother. In various pockets of literature and in popular media, we find that the good mother is one that invests crazy amounts of time in her family, in her children, in organizational work, and who takes on a managerial role for all things in the family. Children are often depicted as a kind of investment, not necessarily in a monetary sense, but in terms of the need to invest time and effort into sculpting and molding them and making sure that they’re productive citizens. So that’s a big responsibility.

Was there a time in recent history where the expectations of mothers were more realistic?

Ideas of good mothers vary by time and space. For example, previous generations might not have been subject to intensive mothering in the same ways that contemporary mothers are, but they were also expected to stay at home and raise their kids—even though we know that lots of peoples’ experiences deviated from this aspiration. And I think it’s telling that even the countries that rank highest in terms of gender equality, like Iceland and Sweden, women do considerably more unpaid care work than men. This suggests that gender norms are persistent and powerful in shaping expectations of mothers, even in the face of policy regimes that aim for gender equality.

You introduce the concept of “maternal responsibilization.” Can you describe briefly what that means?

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Yes, it’s an academic term that comes from post-structuralist thought, particularly the work of Michel Foucault. In very simple terms, it looks at the ways that folks just kind of pick up duties or responsibilities where governments lack them. So we didn’t coin the term, but it was certainly an apt conceptual framing for what we saw—that in the wake of policy frameworks that do very little to actually address collective problems, it was really the mothers in our study who were filling these gaps. We could see this, too, in advice to mothers: “How do you talk to your child about racism?” “How do you talk to your child about financial precarity?” “How do you talk to your child about climate justice and climate change?” There are all these new mom blogs and mothers groups that target moms to really focus on how they parent to ensure that their children carry these values forward. That’s not a bad thing. It’s just a lot for a mom.

With this study, you were looking at a very specific time in a mother’s life.  

Our study was about how folks navigate first-time parenthood. Because the relationship for women with the state totally changes once you become a mom. There’s this idea that you’re perpetually possibly pregnant. So young girls and young women are always crafted toward maternity. We really wanted to know what happens when you go from not having children to having children. All of our participants were cis women. Not all of them were in hetero relationships, but they were all cis women. But our interviews were quite open-ended, and we didn’t ask any questions about the current political context. And yet, almost all of the moms mentioned it.

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And that surprised you.

That’s what really struck us. We were coding our data, we’re doing this data analysis, we’re in Canada, and we’re hearing about the Brett Kavanaugh hearings. We’re hearing about unrest in Ferguson, Missouri. We’re hearing about Brexit, all of these things. That was even before the pandemic hit. And in the Canadian context, there was a major media personality who was tried for sexual assault and found not guilty. So there was all of this “MeToo” Canadian stuff happening as well. We didn’t ask questions around that, and yet our participants explained how all of these things were impacting their parenting.

Read more: “Parenthood, the Great Moral Gamble

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If we continue like this, placing such profound burdens on mothers, what are the risks to mothers, to children, and to society at large?

I’ve read a bit about increasing mental-health issues among parents, due to intensifying expectations, but this really isn’t my area of expertise. But if this is the case, then we can reasonably assume that mothers will experience more stress, anxiety, and burnout, which can also feed into general health issues and their capacity to care—both for themselves and for others. In addition, we might expect to see demographic change, with the trend continuing toward smaller families and fewer children.

In the study, the mothers of color, including Indigenous mothers, articulated very specific concerns about their children’s safety and futures. What differences did you see across race and class lines?
For the moms of color and Indigenous moms, it was really about safety, while at the same time working to dismantle racist and colonial structures. And for the white parents, it was, “How do I teach my child to not do these things?” We saw similar things with respect to the mothers who were raising children who were assigned female. There was a sense of threat: “How do I protect my female child from sexual assault, while also empowering her to love her body?”

I noticed in the study, one mother said she wanted to raise her daughter to call out bullshit instead of going along. How did these mothers navigate the tension between protecting their children and preparing them to confront difficult realities?

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It was very much around instilling in their children—whether they’re female, whether they’re Black, whether they’re Indigenous—the belief that they’re not the problem. Giving them the confidence and the tools to speak out, to push back, the self-confidence in knowing that they have nothing to feel bad about. It wasn’t about altering their behavior to keep them safe. It was more about giving them the confidence and the skills to navigate situations and to speak out against them.

You write in the study that motherhood has been ground zero for addressing societal problems since the 19th century. Why the 19th century, and why has it stuck?

Activists in some of the earliest social reform movements of the 1820s and 1850s in the United States and Britain typically targeted mothers because they were the central figures in the household, and I think that’s stuck because mothers remain that. It’s bound up in gender norms and who’s doing the care work.

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In past periods of crisis would you say that the same weight has fallen on mothers, or is this new? 

Literature from previous economic crises or periods of economic restructuring suggest that typically mothers have altered their behavior to adjust to those changes. So it might require more at-home care or self-provisioning within households. What I think is different about where we are now is that there is this seemingly perpetual crisis, a normalization of crisis discourse.

Was there anything else that surprised you about the conversations on day-to-day parenting?

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It wasn’t really a surprise, because we’re all familiar with the literature on fatherhood and family dynamics, but there was a lot of diversity around partner support in these kinds of activities. Not everybody mentioned their partner, but for those who did, there was quite a variance. Some folks mentioned that they made these decisions around parenting in this particular way with the full support and in collaboration with their partners. Others mentioned, I won’t say hostility, but pushback, or maybe a lack of understanding. So some women were undertaking these practices without the full support of their partners.

What practical measures can societies take to protect mothers? What would policy support actually look like?

There’s no silver bullet, but there are different models of family support that we can think about. Family policy in Canada and the U.S. follows what we call an individual responsibility model. Especially in the province of Quebec, we have a pretty robust social policy regime, so we veer more toward a social democratic government than a liberal democratic one. But you still see elements of this idea that families or children are individual responsibilities, right? We can think about policies that trouble that a little bit: affordable and accessible childcare, legal protections for mothers in the workplace, parental leave. One of the things that we’ve seen from Quebec and Sweden, who have exclusive non-transferable leaves for the other parent, is that the parents, usually the dads who take that leave, also participate more in care and work in the home throughout the duration of the child’s young years. Those kinds of things can redistribute the care work a little bit more equally.

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What needs to shift on a cultural level for those policy changes to happen?

We’re talking about major social change. So rethinking how we talk about and teach gender. Showcasing different kinds of families and family forms in educational curricula. We’re talking about very widespread change. There are glimmers of hope, but that kind of systemic change is still a long way off.

I think also changing the way we do policy, focusing on care work and what that entails when we’re designing not just family policy, but social policy, education policy, health policy—that will change how we see the world and expose the amount of care that it takes to build and sustain communities and who’s doing that work.

Part of this story is also the global shift to the right, the normalization of far-right politics, the reassertion of these very retrograde ideas around gender and family, and the very hostile attempts, not just in the U.S., but in Canada and in parts of Europe, to re-institutionalize a very particular family form. And to remove longstanding gains for women and for people of color. It’s quite astounding. All of that provided more sense of threat for the moms that were participating in the study that added to this sense of emergency. Things like, “The ground is slipping away from us, how do we stop this from happening?”

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Do you have any plans for follow-ups? What questions do you most want to answer next?

We still have a treasure trove of data that we haven’t published yet. But we’ve talked about, at some point in the future, building on this work to look at not just moms, but moms and their partners. We could only kind of glean how the other parents were reacting from what the study mothers were telling us, and most of them were dads. So it would be great to have a subsequent study that looks at mothers and their partners, because this is a negotiation, even if that negotiating work falls on moms. It would be interesting to see those dynamics play out and to hear more directly from the other parent.

Are you a mom?

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Yes.

Did the study change your view of your own mothering at all?

It didn’t change my view. What it made me realize is that I’ve fallen victim to the same things that those moms have. I’m a very proud feminist mom. My partner is male, and he and I had very intense conversations around how we were going to parent our boy. Again, this isn’t bad. We should all care about the society we live in. But it’s this fact that it gets internalized and it becomes the responsibility of moms to raise good kids, to solve social problems. I could see myself in so many of these interviews. It was really eye-opening for a number of reasons, because it really revealed the extent to which moms are at the forefront of sociopolitical change.

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Wednesday, February 11th, 2026 09:00 pm

Posted by Brandon Keim

When I was younger, autumn’s beauty was uncomplicated. Now I’ve reached the age when autumn is a reminder of mortality. Gloriously turning leaves foreshadow their own fading; cool breezes promise the coming cold. The people I love will die and so will I, whispers the season, and on those bittersweet days I take solace in New England asters: a tall, purple-blossomed perennial found across much of the United States and Canada, blooming in early autumn and remaining in flower until the season’s end, long after other blossoms are a sun-hazed memory.

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They’re beautiful, but that’s not the only comfort asters bring. I love them because they ease the passage of bumblebees from this life. By mid-autumn the life cycle of their colonies is nearly finished; the workers who foraged so tirelessly all summer have only a few weeks or days left. So too the male bees who are born in late summer, departing soon after to find queens with whom to mate before spending their own final days alone on the landscape.

For them the asters are a last source of pollen and nectar. The bees who consume them have only a few days left, but at least their stomachs will be full. And when I walk along my driveway on late autumn evenings, I see bumblebees lying atop the asters, sometimes two to a blossom, the petals embracing them as sunlight fades. At night they will sleep there, and some will die when the temperature falls—but at least they will do so on a bed of pollen, their senses and perhaps even their dreams suffused with its smell and taste. I like to think they will be content.

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The sleep of bumblebees resembles our own, alternating between a deep slumber and REM.

Now, some people might be reluctant to think that a bee would experience all this in a relatable way. They might catch themselves in that moment of kinship and think they are being too sentimental. Yet research on the minds of bees gives us this permission—not to think of them as tiny humans, necessarily, but to speculate about what they think and feel as they rest on those asters.

Much is known about the brains of bees, whose anatomy and chemistry in many ways resembles our own. Studies of bee behavior show the resemblance is more than superficial. Countless experiments describe their ability to learn and remember; more fundamentally, bees are able to direct their attention selectively—a hallmark of subjective consciousness. They also have emotions: the capacity to experience not only life’s physicality, but its feelings.

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This was first explored in two now-classic studies of what are known as cognitive biases: the tendency to view ambiguous situations in an optimistic or pessimistic light. In humans, these biases often reflect our moods. A happy person will see the proverbial glass as half-full, while an unhappy person will see it as half-empty. In honeybees this was tested by teaching them to associate different scents with tastes—one with a sweet solution, another with a bitter brew—and then presenting them with an intermediate odor.

BROKEN DREAMS: Studies show pesticides can disrupt the normal sleep patterns of bees, causing them to slumber more in daytime and impairing their ability to forage. A field of asters like this one in Maine can offer bees a final peaceful rest. Photo by Brandon Keim.

After their colony was shaken, simulating a predator attack, bees hesitated to approach the uncertain smell. In short, they appeared to be in bad moods. Another, similar study of bumblebees found that, having first received a sugary treat, they were more likely to investigate an ambiguous cue. The findings moved bees beyond the raw momentary feeling of pain or pleasure and into a more truly emotional territory, the sort of steady state one could imagine after a good meal.

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The findings were made in a laboratory, of course, rather than directly testing whether a bee sipping nectar from an aster is happy. “There is no data, no study, no demonstration,” says Mathieu Lihoreau, an evolutionary biologist who studies insect cognition at the University of Toulouse in France, and the author of What Do Bees Think About? “But it’s very likely.” Not only should bumblebees take pleasure in their aster meals, Lihoreau says, but the blossoms offer the comfort of familiarity. They know the flowers well. “If you are in a familiar place, and you know all the stimuli, then we as humans feel better,” he says. Though it’s too soon to “say with certainty that they feel the same, it’s a possibility.” And not only are the asters familiar; they are warm. Over the course of a day their blossoms absorb the October sun’s rays, raising their temperature above the surrounding air by several degrees. Bumblebees, whose bodies may be even warmer than our own, generate their own heat by vibrating their flight muscles. The extra heat should be welcome on a cool evening.

As night falls, the flowers’ petals close around the bumblebees, offering the comfort of a warm embrace—perhaps intimating the press of bodies in their colony—as they fall asleep. For insects do in fact sleep, and the sleep of bumblebees also resembles our own, alternating between a deep slumber and a shallower, more mentally active state that seems akin to REM sleep, with our rapid eye movements replaced by a twitching of antennae. Which poses the question: Do those sleeping bees dream?

In humans, dreams occur in both deep and REM sleep, though it’s the latter that we recall most vividly. The dreams are a manifestation of what occurs in our brains at these times: Deep sleep seems to be a period of memory consolidation, when a brain replays events from the day, saving the most salient information and pruning what can be discarded.

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What might a bumblebee dream of? Perhaps the flowers they have visited, the path to get there.

Researchers have explored the deep-sleep state of honeybees, using an odor associated with a training task to enhance the sleeping insects’ memories of what they had learned. When tested upon waking, the bees’ recall was boosted in comparison to bees who did not receive that odor prompt. The same phenomenon is seen in similar experiments with humans, leading the researchers to conclude that deep sleep for bees is, as it is for us, a time for processing memories.

“In deep sleep, their muscles are fully relaxed and their antennae and body sink to the ground,” says Hanna Zwaka, a neurobiologist at the Leibniz Institute for Neurobiology in Germany, who led the study of sleeping honeybees. “What does that have to do with dreaming? We believe that some of our dreaming could reflect similar reactivations.”

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Less is known about the active sleep state in bees, but one theory holds that REM sleep—its dream-saturated mammalian analogue—occurs while a brain optimizes its models of the world. Rather than reviewing a day’s memories, the REM-sleeping brain runs simulations reassembled from previous experiences, preparing itself to better navigate an unpredictable world upon waking. Active sleep has not been studied in bees, but it has been documented in fruit flies.

“The brain looks like it’s still awake, but the fly is unresponsive to the outside world,” says Bruno van Swinderen, a neurobiologist at the University of Queensland in Australia who has studied sleep and cognition in flies. “They’re in some kind of altered state that is basically similar to what we think is happening in REM sleep.” The same likely occurs in bees, he says.

And what might a bumblebee dream of? The moments of their life, perhaps: the flowers they have visited, their taste and smell. The paths they followed to get there. Other bees they have known. Zwaka thinks bees “might dream about anything they have learned—colors, odors, or places.” Perhaps, says Zwaka, my bumblebees atop their asters dream of their warm home.

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I wonder whether, much as our own dreams may incorporate some stimulus from the external world—a song drifting through an open window, mysteriously woven into the dreamtime narrative—so might the same happen to a bee. The warm aster blossom embrace, the full stomach, every sense pervaded by the flowers that are so central to their existence: How could a dream in such conditions be anything but beautiful?

Late in autumn, when only a few asters remain in flower and the days feel suddenly short, I walk by them each evening and morning, looking for bees and hoping for just one more day before the hard frost that will bring their final sleep. Of course, the days will run out; rather than being revived by the sun, they will fall from the flowers. Foreknowledge and its sadness are inescapable. But at least there is this small peace, this kind departure for the bumblebees whose efforts have helped the world bloom.

Not many animals die so well. Most will die of disease, injury, starvation, or predation. And as much as we want to believe that humans have exempted ourselves from this cruel fact of life, our own deaths are frequently protracted and painful. To see an aster, though, is to know that at least someone is departing with grace. To tend asters is a gesture of hope, a small and profound act of benevolence.

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It is winter now. The asters have turned brown and dormant. Bumblebee queens are dormant too, nestled in the burrows from which they will emerge in tandem with spring’s first flowers. The blossoms and their bees are a memory and an anticipation, but the days are getting longer. Soon it will be time for planting.

Lead image: Brandon Keim

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Today is partly sunny and chilly.

I fed the birds.  I've seen a flock of sparrows.

I put out water for the birds.

EDIT 2/11/26 -- I did a bit of work around the patio.

I refilled the hopper feeder.

EDIT 2/11/26 -- I did more work around the patio.

I saw several starlings foraging in the grass.

I am done for the night.