What’s that!
UFOs are real! #Caturday Weekly
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The Overly Suite
Left brain/right brain. Super unbearable. That’s just oh yeah. Oh that’s funny. Place is cherry. Legit and pretty chill. Especially that now. You know. But uh yeah. Shift and recommit. Nice to see you. Howya doing? Claim your free. Enjoy an extra. Plus an additional. To me that’s
You’re kidding me …
Read several stories in the news about an artist who delivered blank canvases to the folks at the gallery who’d advanced him $84,000 to do a restoration/copy/whatever of another piece of art. And according to the articles, he titled his blank canvases “Take the money and run.” That’s just so wrong in so many ways.
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and now comes Autumn
“Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an autumn sound. The summer sun is faint on them— The summer flowers depart— Sit still— as all transform’d to stone, Except your musing heart.” Just past the equinox, a word picture of autumn and its
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A quiet moment
Sunset at the end of a late summer day. The neighborhood and nearby wetlands begin to settle for the evening. The quiet grows with the dusk, and birds murmur a note or two.
Caturday Weekly
Seen on a T-shirt: “If the earth were flat, cats would have pushed everything off by now.” How indubitably true. Cats meet any object – immovable or otherwise – as a challenge. And usually, the cat wins, much to the dismay of the vase, the book stack … #Caturday Weekly
What’s That?
WHAT’S THAT? O sí, Pero. I SHOULD TELL YOU Yeah. Oh yeah. No. PITCHER She’s got an absolute cannon. FISHING OFF THE PIER No pole in sight. LMAO Inside. TIME’S UP I’m like oh gosh. THERE’S TWO OVER THERE And they’re not
You Dawk too much
Could this Dawk have been the first avatar? That intrepid blast from the past, the hairy, sandal-shod Thaxton stand-in, is back to show what you’re thinking – without getting punched in the nose.
The best American
“America is not a matter of creed, or birthplace, or descent. That man is the best American who looks beyond the accidents of occupation or social condition, and hails each of his fellow citizens as his brother, asking nothing save that each shall treat the other on his worth as a man, and that they
A quiet moment
A home is a home, no matter how small. Even a tiny hummingbird seeks a place to return to, and in this case, a place to raise family. Truly we are all bound by common needs.