#lots of bumble bees about today
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Friday lunchtime run to beat the rain and get at least one run in before the end of the working week. When I got home I did a cool down walk around the garden. Left overs for lunch and then back into the work for the afternoon. That big heavy rain cloud is just hanging about out there making it very dark in my sewing room/office. Glad I got my run in.
#running#runblr#forest and beach run#I could have happily kept on running#garden#flowers#lots of bumble bees about today#rain#24 Feb 23
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Reunions
Charlie x Reader x Bumblebee
For @deafeningsharkslimeempath
Working for GI Joe as a part of the admin team has its perks. You get to go home at the end of each day back to your loving wife in your cozy suburban home. The hours are the same and you can always count on being back in Charlie’s arms before sunset.
Today you find yourself called into General Hawk’s office. The older gentleman of an officer throws down a file on the desk in front of you.
“You know about the deal we have with the autobots, right?” He says with a cigar in his mouth.
“The bodyguard program, sir?”
“The very one. We’ve selected you to watch over an operative of theirs.” He clicks a button on his desk, the wall behind opens up, exposing a giant military hanger where the Autobots were currently resting.
“This is above my pay grade, sir” you look around in awe.
“Then we’ll give you a raise, soldier” Hawk retorts. “The autobot assigned to you is code named Bumblebee.”
Bumblebee. The name rang a bell. Charlie told you all about her time in high school when she met a robot who disguised itself as a VW Beetle. You couldn’t help but smile.
Hawk guides you up to the titular Autobot, currently doing a series of air punches.
“Bee,” Hawk motions to you, “this is Sgt. (L/N), he’ll be your bodyguard. You’re to stay with him and his family.”
“Hey…there…” Bee’s radio searches to formulate his words. “You can be my wingman, anytime”
“Bee.” You smile as you approach him, “you do sound like a bumblebee”
Bee looks to you in confusion. A little bumble sound escapes his mouth.
“Charlie told me all about you”
Bee immediately jumps in excitement.
“Bumblebee” Charlie’s voice comes through the radio.
“We got a lot to talk about on the way to my place” you smile.
Bee quickly transforms back into the VW Beetle. “Come on…let’s…go already!”
You spent the whole drive home telling Bee all about your life with Charlie. How you met her when she was touring with the Olympic diving team on an USO tour. Your first date with her. Bee couldn’t help but giggle at that part. Your home, her job with the diving team’s administration now that she’s retired. Bee felt so at ease, knowing that his best friend was doing so well.
Charlie was painting in the living room, her mind allowed to flow freely as the Kinks plays over her headphones.
A little feisty kick from her growing belly made her giggle, “I know, Daddy should be home soon. Not even born yet and you’re a daddy’s girl. Well so is Momma”
She hears the sound of a horn honking as you pull up in a yellow VW Beetle. Charlie couldn’t help but get a little emotional. The sight of you driving up in a Bug, especially one that looked exactly like her old friend.
“Sweet new car” Charlie giggles seeing the VW Beetle.
“Makes for a good family car” you retort, “he’ll keep you and our little girl safe”
“He?”
Bee immediately transformed before Charlie’s eyes. Tears began flowing down Charlie’s face.
“Bee!!” She ran to the tall robot. Bee leaned down and gently scooped up his old friend. “You look great! Look at you”
“He’s looking at you, kid” Bee gently ran a finger over Charlie’s pregnant belly.
Charlie giggles, “it’s a girl. Y/N and I are so excited. This is great! Little Hailee will get to know her Uncle Bee”
“Uncle?” Bee responded thru the radio. The yellow Autobot looks to you, “thanks…wingman”
“Welcome home, Bee” you respond.
#gi joe#soldier#soldier reader#charlie watson#hailee steinfeld#bumblebee#bumblebee x reader#transformers#transformers imagine#transformers rise of the beasts#transformers x reader
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HI SO HI UHMM I'm gonna try making this as non-weird and as short as I can even though I don't even know how to explain this rn-
Could I request hcs of Eddie and frank (together not separately poh) with a gn! reader that reminds them of a child kinda-?? SO TO PUT IT INTO WORDS UHH the reader is kinda child-ish and curious (like a child ofc😋) and a lot of the neighbors say that they're like a baby put in a /pos way! So technically the reader is frank and eddies non-biological child
Honestly- I imagine they got that one backpack with a leash for children for the reader or smth since the reader strays off a lot😭
Tinkyu 4 reading this and even acknowledging this even if I made some stuff non-understandable!!! This totally isnt that cute person that requested 4 astronomer reader (TOTALLY totally it isn't obvious right??) /j
KEEP SLAYING PO LABYU /PLATONIC
I just realized I made this so long i am sorey😢😔
WAHAHHA!! HELLO AGAIN HOSHI!! Love you too!!! /p
Hehehe.. found family… froths at the mouth, pacing in circles in my enclosure /lhj /pos
I am absolutely happy to write for this, and I don’t find it weird at all! No worries! Although I may use different wording at times :] /g /nm
Scampering, Scuttling
Frank Frankly/Eddie Dear x GN!Childish!Reader
Headcanons Format, All Relations with the Reader are Platonic (Frank and Eddie, however, are in a romantic relationship!)
When you first moved into the neighbourhood, your affinity for curiosity and lack of self-preservation quickly landed you onto Frank Frankly’s radar.
From scrapes knees to splintered hands, being stung by a bee, or getting stranded in a tree— your curiosity led you to many troubling situations. All of which Frank would march up to aid you out of with gentle lecturing.
“Neighbour, I am aware I told you of Bumble bees being one of the friendliest types of bees, but that does not mean grab them??”
You leave him in a confused mess of how you even end up in half of the situations you do. He ends up ranting (lovingly) about this to his darling partner, Eddie Dear.
“Oh-! The new neighbour? I didn’t know you two we’re friends.” He’d happily chirp to Frank, who was coddled up by his side.
“We are, yes! But they’re— like- agh-! Like an overexcited puppy!! I found them trying to pick up a centipede today!! A centipede!”
Do not be mistaken, Frank only raves because he cares! His extravagant expression of concern is how he shows he cares, along with picking you up after you fell into a river and drenched yourself. He isn’t truly angry! Just worried BAHA
“Awhah! I’m sure it isn’t too bad, butterfly.” Eddie would laugh cheerily, giving his partner’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “Maybe you could introduce me to them? Maybe I can help.”
And this, my dear reader, was how you got properly introduced to Eddie Dear.
To help you explore a bit (in a safer way than running through the surrounding forest), Eddie would take you on his paper runs— introducing you to all the neighbours.
Sometimes, he’d hold your hand on these runs— mainly just to get you to follow! He had quickly discovered you had a tendency to wobble off wherever you pleased, though you didn’t seem to realize half the time— leading to a few stumbles apologies when you eventually found him again. So, his solution was just to gently hold your hand as you two went on the routes!
.. He’d then buy you a treat from Howdy’s afterwards. He enjoys spoiling people!! But, ah, sugar rushes.
“.. Why would you let them eat so much chocolate?” Frank would ask, raising a brow as you ricocheted off the walls nearby.
“..They looked really happy about it.” He’d reply, with a nervous smile— soon laughing a bit at Frank’s soft sigh and playful eye roll.
“If they end up in a hole, it’s your fault, sweetheart.”
“That’s fine-!!”
Overall, it didn’t take the two long to start behaving somewhat parent-like towards you, more than they already had.
Frank would check you over for injures and plaster you in bug-themed bandaids, along with reading you “stories” from his books (and sometimes an actual story book).
He was a lot more reserved than Eddie, leading to most activities done with him being rather tame ones.
.. you could sometimes chase him around, though. Which, albeit he wouldn’t admit it, he does find fun in. Kind of like how people go to haunted houses for fun; he gets hunted in a house. /lhj
Eddie, meanwhile, would play with you a lot! He’d take you on walks of the town, and help you explore the place in a way that doesn’t have Frank screaming in worry at the end of the day.
He’s the classic “wanna play catch?” kind of person, to be honest, leading to a lot of playing ball and running around.
Both of them care about you very much! But still respect the fact you, very much, aren’t a genuine child and respect you like a friend. Because you are! You’re their friend!
But to say they don’t fret over you like parents would be a lie. BAHA!!
GWAAH this was so fun to write!! I’m sorry if it’s kind of short, though-!! But I still hope it was enjoyable :] I love writing for Eddie and Frank fhehrfnfnw froths at the mouth i love them. squeezes them both like those stress toys that have the eyes pop out /aff
#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully#reader insert#welcome home#x reader#frank frankly#Eddie dear#frank frankly x reader#Eddie dear x reader#welcome home Frank frankly#welcome home Eddie dear
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Sophie’s first day of kindergarten.
Nico and Lexi have done this twice before. They’ve packed up their little girl with her new clothes and her new back pack and white sneakers. They’ve driven the same route to school every morning with two other little girls in the car. But this year is the start of school is different. Today, there will be three babies dropped off at school.
The last time they will drop off one of their children for their first day of Kindergarten.
Lexi didn’t even make it out of the driveway before she cried.
Nico’s hand slips into hers, resting on her thigh for the entire drive. He squeezes her fingers as he turns into the school parking lot. He parks. Lucie flings her door open, Mack on her heels. Sophie stays in her car seat, swinging her legs nervously, wide-eyed as she looks at the brown brick building in front of her.
“You ready, sweets?” Nico asks Sophie as he undoes her seatbelt.
“What if I forget how to spell my name?”
“That’s okay. Just ask for help.” Nico assures her.
“What if something happens and you or mama can’t come get me.”
“Like what?”
“Like… what if I get lost in the school. How will you know?”
“Baby, you’re not going to get lost. You’ll be with your whole class.”
“What if I have to go potty?”
“You’ll be able to go.”
“What if my shoe becomes untied and I can’t get the rabbits together like we practiced?”
These questions and what if scenarios continue the whole way into school. Nico is patient and loving with each response, soothing each of her worries like only Nico can. Lucie and Mack are dropped off in their respective classrooms first. They both hug their baby sister goodbye, then trot into their classes without a look back at their parents. Sophie’s sneakers squeak against the tile as she tightly grips both of her parents hands, not wanting to let go.
“Mama.” Sophie whimpers as they get to the door of her class. She remembers the yellow paper and bumble bees on the door from when they came to her open house a few weeks ago. Hers is in the left hand corner next to someone named Jakob. “I don’t wanna go to school.” Lexi purses her lips, thinking of how many times she will hear this from her youngest daughter over the years.
“You are going to have the best day. I know it feels big right now, but when we pick you up right here in a couple of hours, you’re going to be overflowing with fun stories for us.” Lexi murmurs, being brave and strong to be a role model for her daughter. Nico coughs, clearly getting emotional watching Sophie and Lexi hug.
“We love you, Soph. We can’t wait to hear all about your big day!” Nico exclaims as he hugs her too. Him and Lexi stand, then nudge Sophie into her classroom. “We love you, baby.” Lexi digs her fingernails into Nico’s side to not cry as Sophie looks back, seeming so small with her oversized back pack, and waves one last time to them.
“Maybe they’ll let us stay here all day…” Nico trails off. His face mirrors a physical pain similar to what Lexi feels in her chest.
They watch as a teacher directs Sophie to put her backpack in a cubby, then encourages her to go into the room and play. Sophie is shy, looking around at the other kids with big green eyes. She looks back at the door. Nico and Lexi give her a wave.
“We should go. She will go play if we leave.” Lexi coaxes Nico to walk to the right with her.
Nico swallows hard to force down the lump in his throat.
He makes a living by thriving in tough situations on the ice. But no amount of training or practice could prepare him for this one.
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Common Fanfic Mistakes pt. I: Idioms
Since there was a decent response I decided to make good on my promise to write up some of the most common mistakes I've been seeing in fanfic recently, focusing in particular on homophones (words that sound the same but have a different spelling and meaning) and idioms and idiomatic phrases (phrases that are often used and recognised in combination).
Now, this isn't meant to attack anyone; these mistakes can happen very easily and for me they don't really take away from my enjoyment of a story, even if they do make me pause sometimes. But as someone who has picked up many phrases just by reading, both books and fanfic, I know how quickly it happens that you first read it somewhere used wrongly and you absorb it into your vocabulary without even knowing it's not right.
So! For those interested, I want to list up a few of the most common things I've seen, along with explanations and example sentences. This got pretty long so I'm dividing it up into two posts: this first focusing on idioms and the second on homophones.
You can now find the second part here! Even planning on a third... i'll keep you posted!
Disclaimer: I am not a native English speaker myself, so I'm not claiming to be 100% accurate here, but I did do some research and I have a MA in English/International Literature, so I do know a little bit what I'm talking about.
Idioms
There's certain idiomatic phrases that are very popular in fanfic, I seem them over and over again--but I also see them used incorrectly a lot. Let's get right into it with what might be the most common.
To make a beeline for something
Unlocking the door, he made a beeline for the bed and dropped face-down into it.
This one confused me when I first encountered it in fanfic. I hadn't heard it before, but having seen the kind of bumbling, roundabout way bees fly from flower to flower, I thought that's what it meant: to make a slow, meandering path. Only it didn't fit into the context, bc it turns out, it means the opposite: To take the quickest, most direct way possible. It does actually relate to the bee, the insect, though: it's meant to reference the way a bee takes the quickest route back to its hive. So it is actually a beeline, not a b-line, as I have often seen it spelled. Who knew!
wreaking havoc
He didn't know how the raccoon got in, but it was now wreaking havoc in his kitchen.
a phrase that means to cause mayhem or bring about distruction, I often see it spelled wreck havoc, which doesn't seem farfetched, given the meaning. But to wreak means to bring about or cause, and that's what you do with chaos and destruction: you bring it about, you don't destroy the destruction. Havoc, by the way, used to refer to plundering and pillaging. Also interesting: The past tense of wreak it wreaked--not wrought.
at someone's beck and call
I cannot be at your beck and call 24/7! I have a life of my own, you know?
I often see this as beckon call, another understandable mistake, since the word beckon does exist, means the same as simply beck, namely to wave someone towards you or give a hand signal, and is more commonly used today. If someone is at your beck and call, though, they will cater to your every whim when you beck them AND when you call them.
one and the same
She realised that Lucky and The Hallowed were just titles for one and the same person.
two things so identical it's not enough to say the are one, or to say the are the same. they are one AND the same. That's how identical they are. One in the same, as I sometimes see it spelled, makes me more think of two peas in a pod.
case in point
You need sleep. Case in point: You just watered the plants with cat food.
If you try to give an example for an argument you're making, you bring up a case in your point, as in a case in support of your point, rather than a case and point.
getting off scot-free
We all knew they were guilty, but they got off scot-free.
TBH, neither the correct phrase nor the version that I often see in fics, getting off scotch free, made much sense to me before I looked up the origin. It has nothing to do with the people of Scotland or their finest whiskey--apparently the scot was a tax that people living in a town or village had to pay. If you lived outside the bounds and were able to avoid the tax, well--you were scot-free.
a shoo-in
With her charisma and eloquence, she was a shoo-in for chairwoman.
not a shoe-in, as you might think. This phrase, refering specifically to someone sure to win a competition or election, does not relate to having a foot in the door. It's a term originating from horse racing, referencing the action of driving the horse in a certain direction with gestures and noises. Shoo! Originally it was used to refer to rigged races, but it has lost most of that negative connotation today.
getting down to brass tacks
We don't have any more time to waste, let's get down to brass tacks!
this phrase, meaning getting down to business or cutting to the chase, doesn't have anything to do with taxes, thankfully. That's all we can say for sure, unfortunately. There are several theories on what the brass tacks are referencing (e.g. a tool to measure lengths of cloth in a shop or the practice of spelling a deceased person's initials in brass tacks on their coffin) but apparently nothing's confirmed.
bald-faced lie
"We're doing this for your own good." He told the bald-faced lie without so much as a wince.
rather than being bold-faced, as in, perhaps, cocky or strong, bald-faced used to refer to an open, unconcealed face, and now means the same in reference to a lie. It's an open, obvious, impudent lie told with a straight face.
If you made it this far, thank you for reading, I hope you learned something!
Second Part: Homophones!
#writing#writing advice#writeblr#creative writing#writing tips#fanfic#fanfiction#fanfic writing#fanfic writers#nihi writes stuff#from the sleeves#100
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Todays rip: 04/12/2023
Top G Alert!
Season 7
Featured on: SiIvaGunner's Highest Quality Rips: Volume Ruby
Ripped by RHMan
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In the last few days, I've been slowly chewing my way through Volume Ruby in my free time - its been a really fun way to re-experience Season 7 and uncover a lot of rips I missed out on. I try to always stay up-to-date with the channel, but I'm not perfect: sometimes real life just gets in the way for a week, and I miss out on the big meme for a while until its buried amidst other rips later on. And unfortunately, that meant that I sort of missed the boat on the rips referencing Bottom G, Bumblebee, and the "Top G" himself. The smile on my face when I realized what Top G Alert! was doing was simply magic.
You've likely already heard way too much about everyone's least favorite convicted sigma male - Tate's an "influencer" in the sense that he spews vile and annoying rhetoric to his audience of young men to basically teach them to be assholes in order to succeed in life. His role as an obnoxious asshole is well known in just about every circle that actually follows him, and its led to a bevvy of mockery and parody of the guy: most famous of which being "Bottom G" from TikTok. He's an exceptionally talented dancer who happened to look near identical to Tate, and decided to play into that as a form of parody, performing flamboyant dancing to encourage a far superior "sigma" lifestyle to the world. Its hard not to find his energy infectious, and that carries over to the equally infectious song he's most closely associated with - Bumble bee by Norweigan pop artist Bambee, sped up in an eerily similar fashion to Caramelldansen.
After finally drawing all of these connections together - uncovering the rabbithole of Bottom G and finally getting up to speed with all of Tate's drama - it was oh so fun to realize that the SiIva team had been playing along with it the whole time, particularly with its rips of the fake game "Tate's Journey". Yet Top G Alert! takes the cake for me - Bowser's Inside Story is a game I hold very close to my heart, and I've even covered it on here before with Brothers ~ The finale is afoot!. In all the game's music, there's such a fun bouncy energy to the music, such bizarre yet always fun instrument choices and fun rhythms to go along with - and Top G Alert! mixes that instrumentation with the nightcore-ified Bumble bee song and vocals. Its a banger that I appreciate in the exact same way I do the original Tough Guy Alert!, through being simultaneously fun and silly whilst still having a really commanding percussion and overall progression. It grabs your attention and asks you to dance along, and RHMan did an absolutely incredible job translating that energy over with integrating Bumble Bee into the track.
A recent favorite of the season, and an excellent showcase of how SiIva continues to grow with new jokes opening all sorts of new opportunities for creative rips - Top G Alert! is a rip I'll gladly have added to the playlist of bangers.
#todays siivagunner#season 7#siivagunner#siiva#RHMan#bottom g#top g#tiktok#parody#tiktok dance#mario luigi#mario#super mario#m&l rpgs#mario & luigi bowser's inside story#bowser's inside story#bowser#super mario bros#mario bros#Youtube#Bandcamp
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an assortment of hcs related to bob's jewishness cause that's where my brain's at today:
he tries to make it to temple once or twice a month when he's stateside; really, bob just doesn't love going by himself and he loathes the trial and error of finding a new synagogue every time he moves
honestly, bob prioritizes finding good kosher supermarkets than a synagogue whenever he moves because he's a foodie and spends a lot of time cooking
he likes to say he follows 'lazy kosher', meaning he mainly focuses on the rules surrounding meat (except the bit about milk). if he's unsure when ordering out and it doesn't say anything on the menu, he just goes for a veggie option (shy boi to the max lmao)
if he were to get another tattoo (he has a bumble bee above his left elbow), he thinks he'd go for something in hebrew, but overall he's undecided if he'd get another one so it's very unlikely
bob doesn't fast on the anniversary of his sister's death, but he does light a candle for her every year and makes a donation to the children's hospital she was treated at. (related, he hated sitting shiva after she died, but that has more to do with him being a confused, angry ten year old struggling with such a huge loss.)
gracie gave him a floral mezuzah when he started flight school that he still uses
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Sable vs the Carpenter Bees (Part 1?)
(Tentatively labeling as "part 1" because I expect I will post updates eventually)
So, yesterday I had my first encounter with carpenter bees. For those unfamiliar; they're the size of a bumblebee and look similar, but rather than living in underground nests, they tend to burrow into dead wood to lay their eggs. Note that this can and often does include any unfinished lumber or exposed wooden parts of a house. They're also very territorial. It's worth mentioning that only the males get territorial, and only in late summer, and that male carpenter bees cannot sting. However, they do make every attempt to get up in the business of any perceived intruder to chase them off, other bees included.
And also myself included, obviously.
It has been a long time since I've been chased by bees or wasps. Not since I was a child have I feared my stripèd flying neighbours. But yesterday was something different.
I think the main problem was I was mowing the lawn. See, our property is fairly small so I only have a reel mower, one of those old-fashioned push-mowers that isn't powered at all. It works great for me because I don't mind the workout and it's way quieter than its gas- or electric-powered peers. But it does tend to stir up the bugs, I think partly because it's so quiet. It just makes a metallic rasping noise as it spins, which is enough noise (and motion) to startle bugs but not enough to drive them away. The first carpenter bee buzzed me as I was finishing up with the mower and starting to put it away. I ducked inside my shed and that seemed to put me out of range.
The next came to harass me when I tried to harvest some of my garden veggies. I haven't posted any garden updates this year but things are looking relatively lush, and I'm pretty pleased with it. So I go to clip some peas down and who should reappear but a carpenter bee. Now, when I'm outside doing just about anything, I wear a newsie cap, sunglasses, and my big ol' headphones. This means that the only exposed skin on my head is my cheeks, nose, jaw, and neck.
And that bumbly bastard went straight for the side of my neck like a freaking vampire.
He tried to get in behind my headphones (or into the loop of my bun?) for some reason, and Monkey Brain did NOT like that one bit. I actually freaked out, dodged/ran away, swatted at the damn thing, and ran back inside. We did this twice, as I made a second attempt shortly after. There was also a fair deal of shouting and verbal threats issued. As if it could understand me. But it did make me feel better to state aloud that I wasn't above killing the bugger if need be. I did lay a solid smack on one with my hat, which grounded but did not kill it (as it flew off shortly after).
But of course, Looney Tunes style, this meant war.
Except I had no intention of killing the little bastards. See, while they were being bastards, they didn't know any better. They're just defending what they see as their territory from the big noisy animal that chops up the plants they like. I don't begrudge them, and I do still want them around as pollinators. But not being able to get to my own garden is unacceptable. So I got to thinking, what could I do to keep myself safe without killing them?
Some quick googling suggested that if I was able to find their nest holes (BIG if), dabbing some citrus or almond oil near the hole for a few days would persuade them to abandon the nest. They also apparently do not like noise (duh), so constant music or wind-chimes were suggested as a pest control measure. I honestly was a little surprised by the wind chimes thing but it gives a lot more context beyond aesthetics as to why people might have them. Who'd'a thunk.
So I have my information for longer-term solutions but nothing that would work today because I really wanted to get out there and harvest those peas. I ponder a trip to the nearby dollar store to pick wind chimes and perhaps a bug net, intending to catch and detain the little bastards while I work, then release them after I was done.
Then my Brother-In-Law comes downstairs and I chat with him about the situation and what I'm thinking of doing. And here's where things get interesting. He's in the Reserves, so he mentions he has some bug-netting in his kit. He goes and grabs a mosquito-net head cover for me to borrow. It's meant to fit over an army helmet so it fits nicely over my cap, and would probably go over my headphones too if I wanted. My head and neck suitably armoured, I head back outside.
By this point it's been maybe 20 mins since I was last outside. And the bees are nowhere to be found. Not even seen at a distance, just gone. Go figure. Realistically all I probably needed to do was leave and wait for them to calm down. Still, I like to think the netting helped, as behind the green mesh I was no longer skin-coloured (except for my arms but those were not a target) so I was less perceptible as a threat. Whatever the case, I was able to harvest my veggies in peace.
Later that day, the lads (my partner, BIL, and a couple friends) were hanging out on the patio and I half-expected to hear they had been harassed as well. But they were smoking, and I can only assume bees of any type don't particularly care for smoke, so they weren't bothered either.
Anyway, there's no moral to the story other than maybe I should wait a bit after mowing to do any other gardening, to let the bugs calm back down. I might go hunt down a nice set of wind chimes and the bug netting helmet is remaining by the back door. At least until I can find the carpenter bastards' nests in the... hoo boy, the huge amount of unfinished wood in my back yard, and stink them out with essential oils.
More updates (and garden updates) probably to follow.
#sable's life#sable has a take#sable talks about gardening#gardening#bees#pest control#(of the nonlethal variety)
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Preface.
When I say the words 'Boca Raton', what is the first thing that comes to your mind?
Is it white sandy beaches, crystal clear ocean waters, fish and chips, golfing, warm sunshine? Or are you like me and think of Boca as a place people go to after they retire?
If your answer was white sandy beaches, crystal clear ocean waters, fish and chips, golfing and warm sunshine, my uncle Jeff would agree with you.
He always tells me that he loves it there and is glad he moved to Boca because it reminds him of all the holidays he and my mom would take with my grandparents when they were kids and on school break.
At first I laughed when he told me he was moving to Boca because the name alone just sounds hoity toity. Seeing how much he lit up though when showing me the pictures of his new house and telling me all the things he planned on doing, it made me feel bad. He was so excited and I made the choice to be happy for him, despite how I felt about him moving so far away from me.
Well, ok, maybe it's not that far when you fly but driving, it's 10 hours! 10....hours....! Like what?! Anyway, he has been living there for the past four years and today, I'm being 'dumped' on his doorstep while my parents take their 'well earned' holiday or at least that's what they call it.
I wanted to go on the cruise too but when I told them that, they made it their mission to make my face turn redder than a tomato when they explained that they wanted time to 'reconnect'. Yeah, that was a pretty picture.....NOT!
Oh well, they can have it and I get to spend time with my uncle doing things that we both love like fishing off the doc, eating fish and chips by the beach, taking bike rides and taking late night drives while eating ice cream and singing at the top of our lungs and very off key. I can't wait for all of that.
Anyway, before I continue, I guess I should introduce myself a little bit.
Hi, I'm Kenzie and I'm a 16 year old soccer nerd who lives in Mobile, Alabama with her parents, Scott and Tracy Maxwell. I have one cat who is cute but seems to have it out for me like any sibling would, even if they are of the furry kind. Also, I'm currently nursing a bumble bee back to health after I accidently stood on it while playing soccer in the backyard with my dad.....I was barefoot too which hurt a lot. Normally I would beg to take the bee with me but my friend Zarah offered to nurse him for me while I'm with my uncle this summer. She also said she'd send me daily updates on his health and well being.
Let's see, what else can I say, um.....Oh I know, my mom is from New York and my dad is from New Jersey. It's kind of besides the point of this story but they met during a St. Patrick's Day bar party. My dad was a bartender at his parents bar and my mom was stood up by a low life (her words) and rescued by my dad who fell in love with her from the minute he saw her walk through the door (his words).....*insert a kissy face here* *insert sick face here*
I don't think there is anything else to add right now so I should really stop writing and finish showing Zarah the ropes on how to care for the bee, otherwise we'll miss our flights and with how stressed my parents are right now, I'd hate to think of being used as gator chow as a form of punishment for making them late.
Ok, cool.
Bye.
P.s: I am not looking forward to flying by myself, so wish me luck....I'll need it!
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(It’s time for quirky questions with Julie!) what’s your favorite decade? How to you feel about your birthday? If someone offered to run a presidential campaign for you today would you run?
(It’s time for some questions….)Do you like spicy food? Describe your country in five words or less (not using its name). given the opportunity would you climb a tree today?
(it’s question time with Julie!) Was math created or discovered? butterflies, bumble bees or dragon flies? Is fate a real thing?
(It’s time for art questions with Julie:) Can you draw? Do you have a favorite painting(that you did or someone else) do you prefer digital or traditional art? Do you have a favorite album cover?
Hi favourite J! I have been travelling this week and I am back so let's do a bumper special edition 🥰
My favourite decade is the 90s, grungy fashion was in and I was only a toddler so was unburdened by anxiety and guilt. Good times.
I hate my birthday, I am mopey about it and it makes me NOT FUN to be around. I do however like attention so I guess that's a plus.
I am absolutely in no way fit to lead a country. I am finding cat sitting to be quite a lot of responsibility at the moment. Do normal people want to be president? I feel like they don't??
I love spicy food! It makes me cry but that's alright so do dog adoption videos.
I don't live in the same country I was born in so I am electing to describe the one I live in now. Because it's the one I chose, the one I escaped to. It's contradictory, and complicated. It's full of potential. It's recovering, like me.
I would give tree climbing a go I think, we could all use a little childish sense of adventure occasionally.
Mathematics is our way of describing the natural laws of nature and physics. It is an ongoing and astonishing act of discovery. I don't know why I am sentimental about maths. I am a nerd. I studied chemistry. Sorry 😔
Bumblebees over everything! They are the backbone of so many ecosystems we love bees we need bees we must protect bees 🐝
I don't really believe in fate as something that happens to us. Rather something you look back on and say my whole life led me to this, and it was worth it.
I CANNOT draw at all. I am not even any good at pictionary it's tragic. I don't know much about classical art at all but I appreciate the sense of history it has. The same feeling you have touching the wall of a building that's stood for 1000 years, and will keep standing long after you are gone. On the other hand photorealistic digital art is the coolest thing I think it's so neat!
My favourite album cover is strange trails. It is still top of the list of music inspired tattoo ideas.
Tysm, as always it's been a delight ❤️
xo
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Hugh Grant Rom Com Pick A Pile
I am very much a product of my time, when I feel sad, down, or overwhelmed by the world, I have two reliable sources for entertainment I turn to. Early Adult Swim cartoons and Rom Coms.
Adult swim cartoons will have to wait. Today I am focusing on Rom Coms. While we all know that Rom Coms had their heart throbs I am focusing specifically on one man Hugh Grant. A major player in the scene while I was growing up, the bumbling Brit was everywhere. Including in a mug shot for picking up a prostitute which to me makes him an incredibly interesting as an actor in these movies. Because that happened in 1995 while in a relationship with Elizabeth Hurley , and he still got leading man roles long after that. I just find it so weird that a man can't come out as gay or in the LGBTQ and still get these leading man roles because "women won't like him" but Hugh Grant can hire a prostitute while dating Elizabeth Hurley and all but one of these movies were after that incident and still see him as a dateable guy? Maybe someone can explain to me, as I thought all movies were meant to just be elements of fantasy, and you were supposed to see them as the character anyway, which is what I try to do when watching a movie.
Well with that weird little mini rant about actors, characters, and casting over lets pick the film that you feels speaks to you and look at your relationship with you and your lover. The Layout will be a three card spread. You, Your Lover, and Relationship Dynamic
Remember this is for fun, and entertainment. No harm is intended. Take what resonates and leave the rest.
Notting Hill(1999): The Story of a British bookseller and a famous American Actress who happens to walk into his shop in London's Notting Hill District
Ten of Wands rx, Four of Wands, Seven of Cups
You have been feeling lost in your burdens. That you are carrying so much and that it has been hard to ask for help and to trust someone to lighten your load. Your lover is there for you but one of you might always bee looking for the better thing. Your lover is a firm foundation, a home for you, and can help you with the burdens you carry if you let them. The key is you need to be willing to let go and ask for help. But that could mean letting go of the illusion of the perfect future that one or both of you might be dreaming of and settling on a less perfect reality that is within your grasp.
Bridget Jones's Diary(2001). A 32-year-old British single woman, who writes a diary which focus on things she wishes would happen in her life. However, her life changes when two men vie for her affection.
The Emperor, Five of Wands, Eight of Swords
You have a goal and you are going to stick to it. You are often your family and friends rock, and are probably the linchpin holding this relationship together. You respect yourself and your lover is in a conflict with this, or is in conflict in general. They are a fighter, a vicious one at that. Maybe they are fighting for your attention, fighting for your affection, or fighting for a place in this world. Whatever it is, both of you are just trapped in a mental torment of feeling helpless in this situation. The truth is if you want to save this relationship, this dynamic and stop this conflict you can but it will probably take a lot of work, as there seems to be a big battle of wills.
Two Weeks Notice(2002): A lawyer decides that she's used too much like a nanny by her boss so she walks out on him.
The Fool, Queen of Cups rx, Eight of Pentacles rx
You are starting on a new journey in love, whether this is a first relationship, or a relationship after a long gap this is an exciting new beginning. Your lover however has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster maybe swinging from aloof to needy if your attention starts to wain and the relationship dynamic has seemed a bit chaotic as well with no clear commitment or focus. It might be a good idea to try and get a clear picture from your lover what they desire from this relationship before you get in too deep. This is a new beginning and you can have some say in its direction.
Music and Lyrics(2007): A relationship that evolves between a former pop music idol and an aspiring writer as they struggle to compose a song for a reigning pop diva
Knight of Cups, Four of Cups rx, Queen of Swords
You are a romantic, Someone who has a way with words and can sweep people off their feet. Charming, charismatic, and everything someone desires in a lover. However your lover has started to pull away, draw into themselves and they may have become detached from you. This is the time to rely on using clear communication and respect boundaries. No clever tricks to try to pull them out of their shell sooner. Just let them know that you will be there for them when they are ready.
Nine Months(1995): When he finds out his longtime girlfriend is pregnant, a commitment phobe realizes he might have to change for the better or much, much worse.
Three of Cups, Three of Wands rx, Nine of Pentacles
You are in a community focused and friendly mood. You want to build and create with others, establish friendships and be social. Spend quality time with family and friends. Your lover on the other hand has experienced road block after road block in their life path and might be tempted to take that frustration out on you. It might be time to remind them that you are both working together to reach the same goals and that while you are two very independent people you share in each others successes and rewards. Maybe trying to incorporate them into your group will help with the overcoming of their road blocks?
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Happy Family Pt. 3 of 8
Meeting Chase
Months passed, and Bing and Google grew even closer in their relationship. Etta quickly accepted Bing as her father’s boyfriend or ‘daddy’s bed friend’ since she had misheard when explained and stubbornly refused to correct herself since she always got a laugh from the adults when she said it.
Several other nicknames have come from their relationship, most being ones they only use at home or away from others because it always gets Google flustered to either be called Googley-bear in public or getting caught calling Bing, Bumble-bee. They were fluffy little names they called each other while being extra domestic. It started as a joke, but now the nicknames happen without a second thought when they are cuddling or out on a date. Picnics in the park were a favorite.
At first, they worried about disclosing their relationship to Dark, that they would be split apart or forced to choose who stays and who goes, or a long list of worst-case scenarios that ended up being far from the truth since when the two did tell Dark. Dark had joked with them and said it took them long enough to start dating, and there was no need to worry. It was also good that since they worked in separate departments of the company’s childcare facility, there was no reason for anyone else in the corporate offices to care.
They were all happy, comfortable, and used to the norms of their current lives. Finally fully adjusted to everything. There were no plans or expectations for anything to change.
And then they met Chase.
“Chase Brody. And these are my kids, Penny and Lucas.” Chase greeted, gesturing to the two children hiding behind his legs.
Chase was a new hire in the marketing department as a media coordinator. He was in charge of helping organize and create content for the company’s social media to keep it relevant and hopefully draw in the younger generations to be interested as well.
“Looks like we have a shy duo.” Bing crouched down to match Penny and Lucas’ heights. “Hey, kiddos. I’m Bing, or Mr. B as some of the older kids like to call me.” The two kids looked almost identical save for their hairstyles; one had a butterfly clip in their hair, and the other wore a smaller version of the hat Chase wore. “Let me guess that you’re Penny? And you’re Lucas?” He pointed at the child with the hat on first and then the one with the butterfly clip. Bing smiled when the two kids gasped and looked up at their father.
“Daddy! How did he know!?” Lucas’ voice was loud with shock.
“I guess Mr. B is a lot smarter than you two thought.” Chase chuckled.
“If you two want, you can go over to the toys and play while your daddy and I do all the boring stuff?” Bing offered.
“Okay!” At the offer of playing with the collection of toys, the kids were more than happy to take off.
“How did you know they did that?” Chase asked when it was now just the two adults.
“I didn’t,” Bing admitted with a chuckle. “Either they’d be shocked I caught the twin trick or get a laugh from me assuming who they were wrong.”
“Smart.” Chase chuckled as well. “Is there anything else I needed to fill out, or was that another trick to get the kids going?”
“Another trick,” Bing said.
“How many of those do you have up your sleeve?”
“Too many to count.” That got them laughing and missing Google coming into the room with Etta. He had taken her up to say happy birthday to Dark since she insisted on doing so after hearing Anti talking about it all day yesterday. Google was very thankful he’d taught Etta to knock since a pink-haired visitor was in the room, wishing Dark a happy birthday in his own way. They didn’t see anything, but Googe was able to notice things that Etta would not.
“You must be Chase.” Google greeted as he joined the two. “And I have a story for you at lunch about Dark.” He added to Bing.
“Five dollars that I can guess what happened.” Bing clicked his tongue.
“He’s on a roll with his guesses today,” Chase added.
“Can I go play?” Etta asked, tugging on Google’s hand.
“Yes, you can.” Google smiled as Etta squealed happily and took off, joining Lucas and Penny at the big blocks. She had no problem sitting with the new kids and playing along with them as if they’d been friends forever. “Google.” Google held a hand out to Chase.
“You already guessed that I was Chase.” Chase took the offered hand and shook it.
“We actually watched some of your videos when Dark told us about you,” Google stated.
“Oh? You did?” Chase chuckled nervously, and after letting Google’s hand go, he rubbed the back of his neck.
“They were very well done.” Google’s praise got Chase to perk back up.
“Some of those trick shots were sick,” Bing added.
“Really? Thanks! Some of these took longer than I’d like to admit.” Chase breathed in through his teeth before laughing.
“You must be very good at math to make those shots,” Google said.
“Math?” Chase raised a brow.
“You calculate the angles, right?”
“Nah, bro. I just go for it!” Chase’s big, bright smile showed that he was genuine with his statement.
“You just-”
“Ah, shit.” Chase accidentally cut Google off with a curse when his watch started beeping. “Dark’s wanting me, and the wording sounds like he’s not going to be patient.”
“When’s your lunch?” Bing asked.
“Noon.”
“Perfect! Googs and I have lunch at noon too. He can share the Dark story with both of us.” Bing set up the plan for all of them. “See you then!”
“Yeah! I’ll see you two.” Chase flashed a smile before heading off.
“He’s adorable.” Bing giggled when he was sure Chase was far from earshot.
“Well-I mean….” Google cleared his throat, a dusting of pink on his cheeks.
“I hope he sticks around.” Bing decided to save Google from extra embarrassment.
“As do I.”
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06/08/22-Shipton Bellinger: Part 1 of 2: The wildlife and story of the day
We came to this rich bit of grassland and well vegetated habitat where we saw our first ever Brown Hairstreaks last year this afternoon on a hot and sunny day as we had seen they had been seen here the other day by someone we know on Facebook. We didn’t see any today and will aim to try again. But it was something of a butterfly bonanza with a lot of species and individuals seen, possibly as many as eleven species in total which was nice.
This was headlined by a few Wall Browns in this fairly dry habitat that they like, getting exiting glimpses of this exotic and flamboyant species for a second Saturday running after Durlston last week. We heard this was a good spot for them last year but didn’t see any here then, they’re a species we’re used to seeing on the coast so this was only my second inland sighting of one after the River Breamish in Northumberland in 2019. It was great to be captivated by them today, strong summer memories. I took the fourth picture in this photoset a record shot of one. Meadow Browns were about in big numbers with some great views of this warm coloured stalwart of summer. I added up all my Big Butterfly Counts so far this year and ranked the species both in my Lakeside counts and overall towards the end of it and among many observations was that Meadow Brown a consistent star throughout is way out in front as the butterfly I saw most with over two hundred spotted in my counts. It dominated another Big Butterfly Count today with fourteen seen, alongside five Small White, a Common Blue, a Holly Blue, a Gatekeeper and a Brimstone. I got fabulous views of Brimstone as shown in the eighth picture in this photoset and Common Blue as shown in the fifth picture in this photoset I took today this afternoon, stunning and colourful butterflies to see.
One I recall seeing here last year Small Heath were out well today seeing lots of these coin sized species I have had a great year for bringing sunset orange colour to the afternoon. I also saw a Brown Argus and possibly another Purple Hairstreak this year. A Bird-cherry Ermine moth flew into me at one point an intimate moment with a moth year tick a fascinating one I saw for the first time ever here last year. Shining scarlet in the sunlight Seven-spot Ladybird as the second picture in this photoset shows, bees including Common Carder bumble bees which I took the sixth picture in this photoset of and hoverfly made great insect sights today too.
It was a good afternoon for birds headlined by extremely yellow Willow Warblers seen a shining gem today which was lovely to see, and possibly Chiffchaff and Blackcap. A Red Kite soared high in the blue sky above, with a smart Kestrel seen lower down. Magpies and Carrion Crow with their bills shining nicely in the bright sunlight providing a memorable corvid presence on the walk.
It was a great afternoon of flowers with species I hadn’t seen that much of so far this year common toadflax which the third picture in this photoset shows and harebell looking nice and me taking a nice chance to enjoy self-heal again one I have had a good year for. Lots of wild parsnip with their firm plants that the Willow Warbler/Chiffchaff perched on at times, ragwort and lots of pretty St. John’s-wort brought a great yellow theme. I also enjoyed seeing two that were stars here last year big bright purple woolley thistle I saw the carder bees on some of this and also wild basil which I took the first picture in this photoset of. Other highlights included scabious, mallow, knapweed, agrimony another nice yellow one, bird’s-foot trefoil which a Common Blue looked nice on, possible chervil looking nice together with pink wild basil behind I took the seventh picture in this photoset of this, beautiful viper’s-bugloss looking quite isolated in the middle of tracks at times a flower I do like that I’ve had a good year for seeing and hawksbeard.
Wildlife Sightings Summary: My first Bird Cherry Ermine moth of the year, two of my favourite butterflies the Wall Brown and Brown Argus and possibly a third in Purple Hairstreak, one of my favourite birds the Red Kite, Small White, Common Blue, Holly Blue, Meadow Brown, Gatekeeper, Small Heath, Small Skipper, Brimstone, Woodpigeon seen well including feeling and hearing the weight of one as it took off from a bush, Magpie, Carrion Crow, Kestrel, Willow Warbler, possible Chiffchaff, Blackcap I believe, Seven-spot Ladybird, hoverfly and bee.
I was excited to see a Meadow Brown in the buddleia of the back garden this morning in the bright sun as the ninth picture in this photoset shows, like the two Gatekeepers I saw emerging from the buddleia in the front garden a few weeks ago a from home butterfly tick and great to get during the Big Butterfly Count. I also enjoyed seeing House Sparrow, Starlings, Collared Dove, bright purple hebe looking nice in the sun, sedum, fuchsia, bright red and pink geraniums some red ones shown in the tenth picture in this photoset that I took today, dahlia just hanging on some mixing well with a white wilder flower also chervil I believe funnily enough, sweet William, sunflowers and the large black-eyed Susan I am enjoying lately in the back garden today. I saw a couple of nice moths in the living room tonight, a lovely Mother of Pearl identified thanks to the kind help of MOTHIDUK on Twitter a pretty one and our third Double-striped pug of the year a key one seen this year. I also enjoyed seeing a crane fly before bed in the kitchen in a top night of moths and other insects coming in the house a staple of late summer for me the last few years.
Part 2 of today’s posts about the landscape with landscape photos I took will be up shortly.
#photography#bee#beees#moth#butterflies#butterfly#birds#birdwatching#uk#shipton bellinger#hampshire#england#world#nature#happy#house sparrow#home#meadow brown#wall brown#common blue#small white#brimstone#red kite#kestrel#willow warbler#woodpigeon#carrion crow#labybird#wonder#wonderful
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WTNV Quick rundown - 37 - The Auction
Hello and welcome back~ This episode was co-written by David Gold, so once again take whatever you will as canon or not. This also seems to be set pre-the debate live show so I guess I timed that rundown wrong. Oops.
Velvet darkness. Silken light. The rough burlap of evening. The frayed cotton of daybreak. Welcome to Night Vale.
Cecil has escaped punishment for the last episode, for now, under the assurance that Everything is Fine. He is however, auctioned off as 'Lot 37' as part of an auction to raise money for the SSP to buy themselves party items. The auction usually contains auctions of contraband and seized property which makes one wonder why Cecil has been included.
Cecil is unable to find out what himself being listed as a lot means, so attempts to go to the auction and win himself, but ends up not doing so and does not see who buys Lot 37.
Other lots include: Lot 1 - An All Clad dinnerware set, Lot 2 - a glowing coin with the image of a grim, horned god on the obverse and a half-collapsed panopticon on the reverse. It's been graded MS-45 by the SSP Coin Grading Service, Lot 3 - a silver candelabra that once floated across a series of dining-rooms-turned-abattoirs to better illuminate the flying daggers that accompanied it which is Lot 4, Lot 17 - a near-mint copy of Uncanny X-Men number 3 1964, Lot 28 - a gently used 5 cup coffee maker and a lot whose number isn't stated which is bought by Michelle Nyugen of Dark Owl Records and contains Elvis Presley's .45 calibre revolvers.
There are also carpets and mid-century modern furniture.
Weather: "Absentee" by Jack Campbell jackcampbell.bandcamp.com
There's apparently a 'Blob' who lives in the housing development behind the NV elementary school.
'On the lighter side of the news, today an invincible, all-powerful alien presence with telepathic powers came to Night Vale to enslave us all. It planned to bend every sentient being to its will, ending violence and conflict by subjugating all of us to its omniscient telekinetic powers. Hilariously, this all-powerful but bumbling alien presence didn’t know we were already subjugated to the omniscient force that's been controlling our thoughts for years. We're guaranteed to continue our violent and irrational ways, so in your face, inept newcomer presence.'
Cecil casually tells toddlers of NV to learn to be chimney sweeps for Marcus Vanston's many, many chimneys. He also tells us here that Marcus plans to run for mayor (which he does like a rich asshole, as usual). The other candidates are all upping their game, including leaflets from the FOW with the slogan “You are fragile and blind and wanting and stepping alone into the great darkness of the future.” It also has her five point policy platform, which is mostly interesting facts she has learned about bees. Hiram has taken to standing on street corners and having all his heads say what they want, even though all of them only agree on youth sports and the 'Time of the Lizard' soon approaching.
Cecil also encourages us to go into fairy rings. It's fine.
The Children's Fun Fact Science corner is filled with existential dread and fear of death.
Cecil also tells us that our attachment to objects is basically our attempt to deal with a world where friends, pets, family etc will all one day leave us so we go through life clutching objects for comfort because they can't leave. Wow.
And so, dear listeners, and whatever unknown person or entity that is now the owner of Lot 37: I bid you a farewell, the fondness of which is determined by your place relative to mine in my heart. Stay tuned next for our popular home medical program Yes That's Probably Cancer. Good night, Night Vale. Good night.
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2/4/2023
time meditated: 21 minutes
my sister did this “future you” visualization and i wanted to try this for my next meditation:
“...it guides you back down, once you land safely you are now 10 years into the future and you’ve landed at the home of your future self, think of where you’ve landed and notice the house or apartment or the lawn if there is one, you go to the door and do whatever it is that you need to, ring the doorbell or knock on the door to get someone to come and open it, then future you opens the door, notice what she looks like, her expression, what she is wearing, how she greets you, she welcomes you into her home and you find a place to sit or maybe you are standing, you ask - what is the most important thing that has happened to you in 10 years - listen to her answer - you have other questions for her - ask them and listen to what she has to say. She hands you a gift - what is it? You say goodbye and thank her and exit the home, the beam of light guides you back up through the atmosphere, then into space and then slowly you float back down to where the cord has you safely on earth”
no time box today so i had the chance to ease myself into the meditation, for nearly the first 10 minutes i let thoughts come through, even focused intensely on memories of passion and sharing, intimacy
there were conversations, i had this idea in my head, “don’t worry, i am very patient” and other thoughts of intimacy came through. i tried to start the visualization but i saw myself coming from above, i saw suburbia, houses and it felt wrong. i even recalled a vision i had back in 2015 of a large living room with tall ceilings and i was working on art, i was blonde, etc. and that didn’t feel real either.
thoughts kept going and coming and i lost sense of my body then, not feeling my hands and then suddenly i saw orange. i believed it to be the beating sun and that’s where my visualization began.
i saw myself in my supreme coat, and the long cream colored skirt, it was summer but i was wearing this winter stuff and i walked through an empty field of grass, where there were lots of clovers and dandelions, smushed and smattered all over the ground. i might have seen something beyond, some white houses, but nothing else. she was there on the ground on a blanket, with headphones and a cassette tape, i saw some markers, strawberries.
she wore wooden sandals, she had a blue and white bike sprawled on the grass. i tried to say hi but she told me just to lay down and relax. she was smiling… wearing a long patterned skirt, looked like patchwork but red and blue with florals. she was wrinkled, and something about her gave me the idea her time was precious. i tried to see that she was wearing a purple top, but it didn’t fit, and i only saw the skirt, the sandals, her long curly hair and red lips. she did invite me over, and it was only then i was allowed to ask questions.
but i barely did. this house was small, but it had a nice green backyard, wooden accents all over and it was warm, she wanted to make something to eat and serve me tea. i got the sense other people lived there, but i wasn’t sure who, then it came to me — she’d be picking up a girl with a sandy brown hair from school soon. there were animals, mostly cats, maybe a lizard too. i knew a black cat…
i got this sense that she was alone, but fully loved, so loved. she didn’t want to stop her roll — she was nervous maybe about a guest she couldn’t face entirely. she was flitting about and i really wanted to know why she was so joyous, and i knew that she was me because she was so warm and embracing and i knew.
i asked the question: what’s the most important thing that’s happened in the past 10 years? she answered: “i became part of the Earth, i saw so much of it, but really i felt the Earth entirely.” i knew what she meant. then i asked for a present, to which she laughed a bit, and she handed me a tiny little key attached to a yellow key cord and a tiny crocheted bumble bee.
i asked what the key was for. she told me “any time you want, just use this to unlock something. anything you want.” i was unsatisfied with this gift and wanted to ask for something else and i didn’t understand what i was supposed to open with it: something real, or not? i kept trying to imagine a locker, a safe, but i felt that she gave me this gift begrudgingly, was she getting rid of something? maybe the need to unlock things?
she didn’t want whatever she was giving me, but she found it funny to give it to me. a joke with my future self
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Gotta keep you on your toes 🕺😈
And I am NOT gonna stay away from your husband! Both of you are fun to harass
Anyways, fun fact did you know bees have a burrowing instinct? Lots of DIY bee homes are just drilled homes into chunks of wood and stuff
So! J, my father 😒 (I hate him so he gets first initial), J put cameras up a few weeks ago and instead of buying extension cords, he drilled holes through the outer walls to run cables into rooms with a plugin.
My room is one of them! First day, there is a WASP in my room. I don't mind much, I like bees, and it was just chilling, didn't bother me, he was just freaked out. J promised to Caulk the holes. Guess what?? He doesn't.
Today, I woke up to my cat jumping off me and a loud buzzing. Thought it was the wasp and didn't want her to get stung. It was actually a HUGE fucking bumble bee! I love bumble bees
But my cat fucked him up and he was struggling to fly. So I had to scoop him up and let him crawl all over my arm (which really freaked me out after the spider incident, was also scared he'd crawl up my sleeve) so I could release him out the backdoor, where he kept bumping his head against the glass before flying away
Probably gonna just calk up the hole myself because I don't want more flying bugs in here 😕 J obviously isn't going to, and I won't be asking him again (we got into a fight and are ignoring each other)
But anyways I guess 🕺🕺🕺
Started watching DOOM Patrol, I love you Larry Trainor, you tragic little gay man
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I did not know that they had a burrowing instinct! However now that you mention bumble bees they have a set path they follow when polluting followers they also follow this set path when flying home or wherever they stay so when they hit their head they get disoriented and lose the track of the path 😭 or if you think a bumble bee is following you it isn’t you’re just in their way 😭
Also no offense but j sounds ridiculous for drilling holes into walls instead of buying extension cords isn’t that double the work you have to 1. Drill 2. At some point patch that up 💀
Also I’m glad your kitty didn’t get bit by any of them but what a legend for chasing the bumble bee down😭
This is my first time hearing about doom patrol! What is it about 🫶🏻
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