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jareddweiss · 7 months
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"Rejoice!", 2023
Illustration for Hellavision Television and Frog Farm's Hell Farm zine.
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harrris0n · 2 months
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my new book Orbs! which you can purchase now :)
it's about a detective
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fuckingrecipes · 1 month
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Wait, which animals raise livestock?
Several species of ants will 'herd' aphids around (a type of plant lice)- even picking them up and putting them back with the group if they wander off. The ants will attack anything that approaches their aphid herds, defending them. The aphids produce a sugary excretion called honeydew, which the ants harvest and eat.
Some ants will even 'milk' the aphids, stroking the aphids with their antennae, to stimulate them to release honeydew. Some aphids have become 'domesticated' by the ants, and depend entirely on their caretaker ants to milk them.
When the host plant is depleted of resources and dies, the ants will pick up their herd of aphids and carry them to a new plant to feed on - a new 'pasture' if you will.
Some ants continue to care for aphids overwinter, when otherwise they'd die. The ants carry aphid eggs into their own nests, and will even go out of their way to destroy the eggs of aphid-predators, like ladybugs.
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Microhylids – or narrow-mouthed frogs - have an interesting symbiosis with Tarantulas.
While the spiders could very easily kill and eat the much-tinier frogs, and DO normally prey on small frogs, young spiders instead will use their mouthparts to pick up the microhylid frogs, bring them back to their burrow, and release them unharmed.
The frog benefits from hanging out in/around the burrow of the tarantula, because the tarantula can scare away or eat predators that normally prey on tiny frogs, like snakes, geckos, and mantids. The tarantula gets a babysitter.
Microhylid frogs specialize in eating ants, and ants are one of the major predators of spider eggs. By eating ants, the frogs protect the spider's eggs. The frogs can also lay their eggs in the burrow, and won't be eaten by the spider.
So it's less 'livestock' and more like a housepet - a dog or a cat. You stop coyotes/eagles from hurting your little dog/cat, and in return the dog/cat keeps rats away from your baby.
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Damselfish grow algae on rocks and corals. They defend these gardens ferociously, and will attack anything that comes too close - even humans. They spend much of their time weeding the gardens, removing unwanted algaes that might overtake their crop.
The species of algae that they cultivate is weak and and sensitive to growing conditions, and can easily be overgrazed by other herbivores. That particular algae tends to grow poorly in areas where damselfish aren't around to protect and farm it.
Damselfish will ALSO actively protect Mysidium integrum (little shrimp-like crustacians) in their reef farms, despite eating other similarly sized invertebrates. The mysids are filter feeders, who feed on zooplankton and free-floating algae, and their waste fertilizes the algae farms. Many types of zooplankton can feed on the algae crop, and the mysids prevent that.
While Mysids can be found around the world, the only place you'll find swarms of Musidium integrum is on the algae farms that Damselfish cultivate.
Damselfish treat the little mysids like some homesteaders treat ducks. Ducks eat snails and other insect pests on our crops, and their poop fertilizes the land. The ducks can be eaten, but aren't often, since they're more useful for their services than their meat.
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There are SEVERAL species of insect and animal which actively farm. They perform fungiculture and horticulture: deliberately growing and harvesting fungus and plants at a large-scale to feed their population.
Leaf-cutter ants and Termites both chew up plant material and then seed it with a specific type of fungus. The fungus grows, and the termites/ants harvest the mushroom as a food source.
Ambrosia beetles burrow into decaying trees, hollow out little farming rooms, and introduce a specific fungii (the ambrosia fungi), which both adults and larval beetles feed on.
Marsh Periwinkles (a type of snail) cultivates fungus on cordgrass. They wound the plant with their scraping tongue, then defecate into the wound so their preferred fungus will infect it and grow there. They let the fungus grow in the wound a bit, and come back later to eat.
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adnoctua · 2 years
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(Frog Farm)
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bebemoon · 11 days
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look for the name ROWAN (requsted by anonymous) | vivienne westwood red sheepskin and floral velvet jacket (a/w 1994), miu miu suede nappa leather micro mini skort, thistlethistle "phaser" ear cuff in bronze, miu miu leather and wood floral-detail open-toe platform heels, freckle farm "green + red" handmade necklace, freckle farm "twig" moonstone and opal handmade earrings, diptyque paris "tempo" eau de parfum, anna sui black leather sling bag, unearthen brass signet ring, unearthen brass measuring spoon set, hans christian andersen fairy tales first edition hardback (c. 1912), versus by gianni versace metal plate leather belt (c. 199o's) + vintage gold-tone orchid heart belt buckle, baserange "lima" rib over-ankle socks, gold-tone anklet w/ bells, beeswaxrubberstamps (on etsy) "bullfrog in water" mounted rubber stamp
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nemfrog · 4 months
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A future in frogs. Modern Mechanix. February 1936.
Internet Archive
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firesidecottage · 2 years
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Unlikely Friends
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littlemxhoney · 8 months
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Argyle is a character from Fae Farm who uses they/them pronouns 🌈
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Liking frogs is very enby of them 💛🤍💜🖤
It just hurts my heart that their pronouns aren't in the game anywhere I've seen bc I get a little activated thinking they are too overwhelmed with all the misgendering (mostly by players who would have no way of knowing their pronouns) 😿
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imperatoralicia · 7 months
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In Fae Farm, I married the person I walked by almost every day on my way to the mines whose regular schedule consistently included blowing bubbles on the beach for several hours.
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They've been an interesting spouse.
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grandwretch · 1 year
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it cracks me up that Ally and Emily were being so mad about Elody bc I specifically held myself back from that behavior and made myself think about things from her POV and then Emily Axford herself came to me and was like, "no it is our right as Gerard stans to be completely unreasonable"
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lover-girl1 · 25 days
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People ask me how the fuck did I pull a country girl when I live in the city
(Save a horse ride a cowgirl...)
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atlasthemayor · 6 months
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Don't see anyone talk about farmer most of the time
I shall take it upon myself to rectify that
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ahedderick · 20 days
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The pond dinosaurs are nesting. We never, and I mean never, had geese nest here until last year. The eggs are so large!
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Also, the thousands of mating frogs and toads have given way to uncountable numbers of tadpoles.
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Just - so MANY little guys!
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strawb-ari-fawn · 1 year
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Froggies from today’s hike! They’re so good at camouflaging!
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saturnthesilliest · 4 months
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Day 6 YAYAYAYA I was waiting for this one!!! I have something cooked up. When I think pepper I think gumbo and I’m thinking princess and the frog setting AND GRRRRGSYETSTTSTEYSGSHRHR
(Go check out my friend @omgitslin >:3)
ENJOY!!
It was a warm evening, the sun was just below the horizon and the blues of the sky’s begin to turn black. The lights of the tiny homes surrounding the neighborhood lit up the place and gave you room to see. It was a small neighborhood, in a small town. Far off into grass plains and farmers land. It was a very close knit community.
You sat on the porch of your tiny, wooden home, watching as kids from around the houses played in a small grass area, squealing as they fought for custody of a simple leather ball. You saw parents, watching from their own porches, smiling softly at their children. You smiled as well, just for how loving the community is, and the time off you get.
You worked in a bigger, busier town. As a waitress in a small restaurant, and came back home to your small, warm community full of humans and monsters alike.
Speaking of warm, a smell lifts into the air, from a small house nearby. Ah, you knew who that was. Horror, the big guy. He always cooked for everyone. He made stews, sandwiches and more for every person in this little neighborhood. Sometimes money was tight, and people didn’t have it for meals, but horror? He was a lifesaver.
Always volunteering, always wanting to help out with livestock, harvesting, and most importantly, food.
You smirk, getting up from your porch and making your way over to his house. As you walk your way up his porch with your boots clicking on the old wood, the door was open and you could hear the sound of wood and pot hitting against each other and a thoughtful hum from the big guy.
You lean onto the railing of his porch and call out,
“Heyya big guy, whatcha cookin up in there?” The sounds of the kitchen stop for a bit. You could hear a particular laugh of a kid who probably was running and being chased around.
Heavy steps make their way over before you could see his head, looking over the door frame that leads into the kitchen. His big red eye light was fixated on you, black dot in the middle going here to there slightly.
“..Gumbo.” He finally huffs out, “but… need.. help.” He was slow but careful with his words, seemingly shrinking into himself.
You hum, and walk all the way up the porch, going up to the doorframe and peaking inside.
“What do ya need help with?” You ask. He nods his head towards the kitchen and you take that as your invitation inside. You walk inside, looking around. It was relatively cozy! With a nice big couch and a shelf full of who knows what. When you make your way inside the kitchen you saw how.. neat it was. Pristine and organized.
Knives hung up against the wall, the stove clean and not rusty, cabinets polished, a light hung from above. On the stove you could see a giant pot with a wooden spoon. Then you could see Horror himself. He had an apron on that said ‘kiss the cook’ that you held in a laugh once you saw it. He wore a short sleeved white shirt that showed off his arm bones, and regular black pants.
You lean against the door frame and watch as he gets a spoonful of Gumbo in the wooden spoon and hold it out to.. you?
You take the invitation gladly, letting him feed you. Once you tasted it, you knew what was off. There wasn’t enough flavor. He brings the spoon back, watching your reaction. You hum and nod, looking off to the side befor starting back up, moving around him and grabbing the ingredient it needed most. Pepper.
You grab it and dash it into the pot, looking inside at the delicious gumbo, before gently grabbing the spoon from Horrors hand,grabbing a spoonful and giving it a taste before holding it out for horror to taste.
He does, and the black dot in the sea of red dilates happily. He hums and nods.
“Perfect. Thanks.. lamb chop.” He ruffles your hair and you stagger back, giggling.
“Aye! Hehe- your welcome big guy.” You pat his shoulder, moving around him and grabbing bowls, “can I help ya serve everyone?”
“Sure.”
And so that night you helped serve out bowls to everyone, giving them their fair share of Gumbo. You got yours, horror handing it to you once everyone was served. You took it, appreciating horror and his kindness and willingness to help. You sat on your porch, eating it happily as you stared up at the northern star, bright and beautiful.
Eventually Horror came up and sat next to you. The two of you talked to each other, finishing your bowls.
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claitea · 8 months
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HELLO???????
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