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I seem to have dreamed that I enlisted in an interdimensional military force. I needed to get offplanet. It made sense at the time. I want to blame ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
yhlee.
Having slept appreciably for what was not quite literally the first time all week, I am now of course much more tired than when I was strung out for days, but I suspect it was still good for me. Have some links.
1. It is a sign of the comprehensive awfulness of last spring that I missed the discovery of wartime footage of Bletchley Park. Technically a satellite of Bletchley Park, but still. A four-and-a-half-minute edit of the original eleven-minute film has been made available: a mix of silent color and black-and-white, with subtitles added where lip-reading could make the words out; I wouldn't have minded captions identifying the known figures. The accompanying mini-documentary adds context, most notably from an MI6 veteran who worked at Whaddon Hall as a teenager and recognized his father in the off-duty flicker. No one seems to have any idea who did the filming. It wasn't surreptitious at all.
2. I like this poem: Celia Sorhaindo, "Ambergris."
3. Courtesy ofmoon_custafer: the seaweed-eating sheep of North Ronaldsay. It feels absolutely characteristic of sheep that they still want to eat grass even though it will kill them. I also confess I would like to eat one.
The world isn't going to become less stressful just because I would like it to, but I would still like it to.
yhlee.Having slept appreciably for what was not quite literally the first time all week, I am now of course much more tired than when I was strung out for days, but I suspect it was still good for me. Have some links.
1. It is a sign of the comprehensive awfulness of last spring that I missed the discovery of wartime footage of Bletchley Park. Technically a satellite of Bletchley Park, but still. A four-and-a-half-minute edit of the original eleven-minute film has been made available: a mix of silent color and black-and-white, with subtitles added where lip-reading could make the words out; I wouldn't have minded captions identifying the known figures. The accompanying mini-documentary adds context, most notably from an MI6 veteran who worked at Whaddon Hall as a teenager and recognized his father in the off-duty flicker. No one seems to have any idea who did the filming. It wasn't surreptitious at all.
2. I like this poem: Celia Sorhaindo, "Ambergris."
3. Courtesy of
moon_custafer: the seaweed-eating sheep of North Ronaldsay. It feels absolutely characteristic of sheep that they still want to eat grass even though it will kill them. I also confess I would like to eat one.The world isn't going to become less stressful just because I would like it to, but I would still like it to.
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Can I interest you in a friendly willing voidmoth who will take you wherever you want, if only in dreams, in exchange for conversation about movies and the sea??
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That would be splendid!
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I'm not sure where that story comes from as the sheep are on grass for part of the year and seaweed for the rest. They are quite capable of eating both.
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I dreamed of an extremely localized zombie apocalypse.
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Wikipedia has citations that they are "susceptible to copper toxicity, if fed on a grass diet, as copper is toxic to sheep in high quantities . . . The levels of copper found in typical sheep feed, including grass, are toxic for this breed," which suggests that a certain amount of grass is safe for them to consume, but a year-round grass diet would have adverse results. I agree that the Tumblr phrasing makes it sound like they'd keel over if they tried at all.
Thank you for the photograph!
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What a wonderful thing is zeitgeist.
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I think that's wonderful. I didn't know you could adopt them!
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It made me want seaweed.
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If I was on one of Yoon's worlds, I'd probably want to get off planet too!
Ooh! ISTR a friend I haven't seen in a few years mentioning their dad worked there in WWII.
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I think I was just leaving Earth!
ISTR a friend I haven't seen in a few years mentioning their dad worked there in WWII.
Oh, cool. I'm glad their father lived to the point in time where he could mention it!
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Yay, you wrote two sex scenes!
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Your wish is my command (mutton pie at the lighthouse, North Ronaldsay):
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So are the seaweed-eating sheep. I was surprised to learn that sometimes grass can be too much even for quite ordinary horses when it's lush and rich--I found this out from my sister-in-law. She had a pony and had to restrict his access to grass.
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Thank you! That looks great.
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I love the images smashed together, as in the whale they would be.
I was surprised to learn that sometimes grass can be too much even for quite ordinary horses when it's lush and rich--I found this out from my sister-in-law.
I had no idea! What are ordinary horses supposed to eat, then? (I can't read the entire article.)
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Thank you!
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I am glad to be able to share!
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This could be hilarious or suspensefully terrifying, but were there even options for you to do so?
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Oh, yes. There were the equivalent of worldgates. I remember going through one.