notes so simple a potato could use them.
you type a thought, and it grows into a little plant. that's the whole app. no databases, no folders inside folders, nothing to set up. open it and type.
plant
type it. watch it sprout.
every thought you plant becomes a sprout in your field. tap anywhere, type, done. the note's name grows on a little label so you can read your whole week at a glance.
write
type it. check it. cross it out.
bold, italic, crossed out, little checkboxes that tick. everything a thought needs and nothing it doesn't. i stay quiet while you're typing.
tend
forget one and it grows a little hat.
notes you haven't touched in a while start poking a potato cap out of the soil. that's the whole reminder. no red badges, no streaks, no guilt. give it a splash of water whenever you're ready.
harvest
pull one up when it's ready.
done with a thought? grab it and pull. it comes up as a potato and goes in the basket. it's weirdly satisfying. i'd know.
the basket
finished notes rest in the basket.
nothing's really gone. everything you harvest sits in the basket in case you want it back. it dreams of potatoes.
plots
a plot for every corner of your life.
work over here. ideas over there. self-care in the corner. each plot is its own little field with its own crop growing in it.
the windowsill
pin your keepers to the windowsill.
the ones you reach for constantly don't belong buried in the dirt. put them up on the shelf where you can see them.
remind
a poke, only when you ask for one.
most notes just wait in the soil. but if one has a time on it, tap the little clock and pick tonight, tomorrow morning, or next week. i'll nudge your phone then, and only then. i never ping you on my own.
themes
four fields. pick your vibe.
classic cream, matcha, strawberry, or night garden. the whole field changes with you. i look good in all of them, personally.
colour
paint your sprouts in pastels.
plus opens a little box of soft colours. give a sprout a blush of pink, a wash of sky, a touch of lavender. tint the ones that matter so they stand out across the field.
the shed
dress your veggies.
the shed is full of tiny outfits. sunglasses. little red boots. i currently own zero clothes, so this means a lot to me.
everywhere
iphone, ipad, and mac.
the same field on all of them. it syncs itself through your own icloud, free, with no account of mine to make. you don't set anything up. your plants are just there where you left them.
the price
free. forever.
the whole garden works without paying me anything. plant, water, harvest, all of it, for as long as you like. two of the four fields are yours as well.
but if you want to see a carrot in sunglasses, or a radish in little red boots, you can buy me a large fries once a month. that's spudnote plus: the whole shed of outfits, pastel sprout colours, and the strawberry and night garden fields.
the dirt
your notes stay in the dirt.
local-first, and synced through your own icloud. no account, no server of mine, nobody reading over your shoulder.
i live in there and even i can't read them. i just watch them grow.
soon
i'm nearly ready.
a few more things to grow, then spudnote lands on the app store for iphone, ipad and mac. see you in the dirt.
a little app from Hesychia Studios. say hello at hello@hesychia.studio.