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You flipped the script and you shot the plot
I have not slept in two nights as opposed to brief random hours elsewhere on the clock, but the sunlight this afternoon was gorgeous.
Telephone wires singing out loud.
I learned at some point that this form of telecommunications surgery is called a cut and kick even if from underneath it looks more like a duck and cover.
I have no explanation for the stove grate in the snow.
Checking in with the fungi at the nearly snow-buried stump.
Photogenically speaking, they look great to me.
Andy Goldsworthy, eat your heart out.
Like just about the rest of this weekend, any plans I had to attend even part of this year's sci-fi marathon at the Somerville did not survive contact with my stamina. Hestia has now broken four slats out of my blinds for a better view on Bird Theater and having tired herself out chattering at their delicious players sleeps innocently against my mermaid lamp, softly and a little snufflily breathing out a purr.
Telephone wires singing out loud.
I learned at some point that this form of telecommunications surgery is called a cut and kick even if from underneath it looks more like a duck and cover.
I have no explanation for the stove grate in the snow.
Checking in with the fungi at the nearly snow-buried stump.
Photogenically speaking, they look great to me.
Andy Goldsworthy, eat your heart out.
Like just about the rest of this weekend, any plans I had to attend even part of this year's sci-fi marathon at the Somerville did not survive contact with my stamina. Hestia has now broken four slats out of my blinds for a better view on Bird Theater and having tired herself out chattering at their delicious players sleeps innocently against my mermaid lamp, softly and a little snufflily breathing out a purr.
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While I am glad the cats, for all their eccentricities, don't destroy my blinds, I am sad that I've never had a cat that likes to chatter. It's the world's cutest noise.
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Thank you! I worried about them in the snow. The level has risen over the huge shelf of the Ganoderma, but the others are still determinedly and beautifully saprophyting.
While I am glad the cats, for all their eccentricities, don't destroy my blinds, I am sad that I've never had a cat that likes to chatter. It's the world's cutest noise.
Autolycus used to sound like a little anti-aircraft gun.
(It is fine that your cats do not destroy your blinds. I would have been just as happy if Hestia had not figured out that she could.)