Post the best picture you have ever taken of your pet:
@gardenhermit
Collector of obscure and useless information, teacher, gardener, single, childless cat lady, crocheter (aka hooker.) Working on restoring the environment on my little piece of the planet and helping refugees and immigrants.
Post the best picture you have ever taken of your pet:
That is horrifying. I would have a word with the vet. That's horribly inappropriate. π
A relaxed indoor scene viewed from someoneβs lap. A black cat with green eyes lies stretched out n the personβs legs, nestled between their feet in soft brown slippers. A partially finished crocheted blanket in pink, purple, and green stripes covers the personβs lap, with a blue-handled crochet hook and yarn visible in the foreground. In the background are a couch with blankets.
Wild Friday night. I did go to the theater, though. Yay! It's about 1am, so, Happy #Caturday
#TuxedoCats #Crochet
A view of my garden from an upstairs window on a damp spring day. In the center stands a small plum tree covered in bright pink blossoms. Around it are shrubs and garden beds, including a contorted filbert with long pale-yellow catkins on the left and leafy shrubs in the foreground. A curved garden path winds through the space. Tall evergreen trees form a dense green backdrop. The edge of a blue metal roof is visible at the bottom of the image, and light dusting of snow appears on the grass and roof.
Friday, March 13th: Proof of first snow.
#Snow #Garden #Spring
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Oh, my! What faces! π₯°
Let's play a game.
Your pet gets chosen to be immortalised on a banknote.
Which picture are you submitting?
I came home and called Pooka and excitable dog. The rest was inevitable. She might go dig up some bones...
I don't always come home from work at 10pm and stomp dance on the porch to Excitable Boy, but when I do, I'm probably manic. David said the cats inside were alarmed and worried, but it got Pooka off the porch in the rain to go pee.
#WarrenZevon #Bipolar2 #Hypomania
A ginger cat sitting on a windowsill beside a plant in a terracotta pot. The wall is light orange, and a towel rack is visible below.
Here's Jasper being photogenic while supervising my ablutions this morning.
#GingerCats #CatsOfBluesky
I needed this tonight.
Give me some of that boogie-woogie music.
"You know you're over the hill when your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill."
#LittleFeat #Boogie
I miss thunder storms dearly. Sitting out on the deep porch and watching the thunderheads rolling in across the prairie. Lightning strikes stalking across the horizon. The whole house shaking. It's exhilarating! π₯°
Many of them are MAGA. π
I am tired of rabid atheists who use their atheism to justify their hatred of people. Some politician is raging against Muslims, saying they all ought to be deported. These guys are jumping on the bandwagon. All worldviews that spread hatred and division lead to concentration camps and murder.
Two tuxedo cats on a furry gray blanket with colorful flower-shaped crocheted coasters scattered on top of them.
Here's my pair, Sylvie and Bruno. They're litter mates.
Very familiar story. ππ
Some of my favorite books as a child were the encyclopedias. My father used them for bedtime reading. The university I went to had incredible stacks. I miss card catalogs. π₯Ήβ€οΈ
Apparently not. The opium is not set on fire at all like tobacco. Natural opium is the latex sap of the plant. It's rolled into a small pellet and placed in the pipe, and heated gently over a flame. The sap melts and the compounds vaporize to be breathed in through the pipe stem.
Ah, yes. The dangers of overuse have been documented at least since the work of the physician, Galen of Pergamon. (129βc. 216 CE), so almost 2000 years.
Opium isn't smoked in traditional opium dens. It's vaped.
Please make it STAAAAHHP!
Whose brains?
I've still got that damn song in my head.
He doesn't look thrilled. π
I'm quite proud of myself for getting a load of laundry started in the midst of this.
How my brain works:
Friend posts about local preacher's expensive car.
Brain reacts with: Oh, Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz.
Look up song and its genesis.
Wander off to heroin.
Spend two hours studying the history of opioids going back to 4000 BCE.
Today's #earworm
Janis Joplin's last recording. Three days later she she was dead from a heroin overdose.
#JanisJoplin
An illustration on a pink background with the heading, βWHAT DO WOMEN BRING TO THE TABLE?β Five diverse women are shown standing or sitting side by side. From left to right: a plus-size Black woman in a white outfit raising a peace sign; a white woman with a short blond haircut sitting in a wheelchair wearing a green dress; an older gray-haired white woman wearing a red jacket and striped top; and a pregnant woman wearing a white hijab and a pink outfit sitting on a stool. Text across the bottom reads: βASK MEN IF THEY WOULD LIVE IN A WORLD WITHOUT WOMEN. THEN ASK WOMEN IF THEY WOULD LIVE IN ONE WITHOUT MEN.β The image is credited to @LAINEY.MOLNAR.
An interesting question for International Women's Day from Lainey Molnar.
#LaineyMolnar #InternationalWomen'sDay
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I still miss Apple Panic. Some days you just want to beat a smily face over the head with a shovel. π
I don't think I ever used a Tandy. I started programming on a TRS-80, and then moved on to an Apple IIe.