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@tippitiwichet 💯‼️

I saw an old photo of lush grasslands in the Mojave Desert / Joshua Tree. Then a photo of the same spot as a desert, more familiar looking to me. Before, I had always wondered how/why we ever had had cows grazing there there a hundred or so years ago. Because I hadn’t realized how quickly grasslands could be turned into desert through, um, newly introduced practices.

Okay, this is a brilliant fundraising idea. Using dolls to illustrate stories that educate children. Here they make ice cream to show how frozen things expand.

At the end there is a link encouraging you to donate to St. Jude's, for pediatric cancer research. I found something my kid is definitely going to read with me.

thedollsstorybook.blogspot.com

There's a rumour that Joe Biden will blot out the Sun at some places in North America on Monday.😮

A friend shared this with me. Study finds that the screwed up way we “manage” or don’t manage forests, by outlawing for over 100 years the practices that tribes used to manage the forests effectively for millennia, is what birthed our new, super-sized monster wildfires! 😡 :facepalm:


(worse than )

Fire suppression makes wildfires more severe and accentuates impacts of climate change and fuel accumulation

nature.com/articles/s41467-024

In my opinion, your DNA is a rainbow factory, snuggle bear.

O.M.Gs. I can't believe what I just did? Remember when I wanted to spin in public to start conversations to ease my dystonia spasms when talking to strangers? That failed. I still jerk around when talking to familiar cashiers and such. So. This is what just happened. I took a cutting of my lucky clover patch over to a neighbor who has cool stickers on her car and three daughters my kiddo's age. I've been too scared to approach her for years. Not a single spasm. Taking them a coloring page later.

My birds are still learning to eat the odd non seed like things I bring them, but they discovered what the chickweed tastes like and they are tearing it up. Cool. That and the baby lettuces and carrot tops coming in means I no longer have to buy salad mix, one step closer to weaving them into my food web completely.

I was just listening to Maintenance Phase, which today addressed Jamie Oliver and a form of foodie activism that would note systemic problems, then try to offer individual solutions that often failed because they were short-term stopgaps at best.

But the episode raised an excellent point. What if such TV shows weren't about saviours coming in teach people we're supposed to view as ignorant, but to distribute budget increases and film how local groups expand social outreach programs to match?

And having a little fun with the mani today . . Because I can 🌛 🌓 🌑

Why am I considering how to delicately phrase, thanks, but that's awful to a bot?

@Alfred Please draw me a picture of velociraptors in parakeet colors playing in a bird cage.

@peeppeepcircus Had a dream last night that I got fancy chickens, stunningly gorgeous ones, but I don't remember what they looked like. The person who gave them to me was wanting to hang out for a bit, but I was like, "Nooo! I have to get to a computer! I have to go tell Peep!"

15 terabytes of data every night.

Nine years and 3.2 billion pixels later, it is complete: the LSST Camera stands as the largest digital camera ever built for astronomy and will serve as the centerpiece of the Vera Rubin Observatory.

The camera will use its 5.1-foot-wide optical lens to take a 15-second exposure of the sky every 20 seconds, automatically changing filters to view light in every wavelength from near-ultraviolet to the near-infrared

Be like a wild rose
They bloom where they are planted
They don't need anyone to tell them how to grow
They just follow their own enchantment

Be like a wild rose
They spread their fragrance everywhere
They don't care about the thorns or the foes
They just share their love and care

Some people may try to tame them
Or cut them down or shame them
But they can never change them
They will always be the same

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@th3j35t3r In the forest deep and dark, Lives a Tippitiwichet with a spark, Curious creature, small and quick, Exploring every nook and cranny, slick. One day while wandering around, A treasure on the forest ground, A moccasin big as a boat, Belonging to a giant, he wrote. In awe and wonder, he did stare, At the size of the shoe so rare, Imagining the giant's stride, Through the forest, far and wide. With a twinkle in his eye, Tippitiwichet gave a sigh, For a tale of magic found, In the moccasin on the ground. He danced around, full of glee, The moccasin setting him free, To dream of worlds so grand, In the giant's land. So off he went, with a skip and a hop, Through the forest, never to stop, Carrying the moccasin with care, A story of magic, beyond compare.

Thinking of all the recipies from the 50s with cream cheese, meat, fruit, and broccoli all in the same jello mold, and I'm wondering how their menfolk looked at the meal in front of them and saw the American dream and not a desperate cry for help. Also, probably lots of substances.

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Gemma Sarracenia

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