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| Shamus on view |
Me-usings and Me-emories
24 April 2021 - Now that the yellow snow has stopped and the majority of inching slugs have cocooned, outdoors is so inviting. I am an enthusiast regardless, but admittedly some days are best viewed from behind thick glass. And if one sits quietly, the passing parade is quite fascinating. Mostly I am entertained by beeps: in sheer number and, in some cases, outlandish plumage they are hard to not see. Plus they don't perch in one place very long... like me their preferred gear is go... and the audience's eyes are always drawn to action. But the cast of characters upon my stage is large: things that threaten consequences with their enlarged throats, things that nose about in the sand hunting a meal rather than metal, things that drift through browsing on anything green. But this report is second-hand: see for yourself.
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
Air should be fresh
and smell of pine.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - domesticatted, living with peeps but wild at heart
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