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saturday already. my one precious life.

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I’d divorce him too lmao

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“How’s your WIP going?”

"Have you made any progress?”

“How close are you to being done?”

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at times when the world's wretchedness threatens to overwhelm, i remind myself firmly that despite all else, it is within my power to go to the chinese grocery store frozen section and buy an utterly enormous bag of dumplings. and that helps

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THE ENTIRE WEST IS BEING PUT UP FOR SALE AND I AM BEGGING YOU TO CALL YOUR SENATORS

Trump’s budget bill has many, many things in it, but buried amongst it is the MILLIONS OF ACRES OF PUBLIC LAND FOR SALE.

This is the entirety of the Arizona state forests, the entire Cascades mountain range. Swathes of pristine desert around the national parks in Utah. On the doorstep of Jackson Hole.

THIS BILL IS BIG, BUT IT CAN BE AMENDED AND ABSOLUTELY MUST NOT PASS AS IS please.

If you have ever enjoyed the wilderness, we stand to lose it all forever.

CALLING your senators - NOT JUST IN THE WEST. ALL SENATORS, is CRUCIAL.

Outdoor alliance has a great resource for reaching out.

I don’t have a huge following but please, everywhere I have ever loved, the forests I grew up playing in, the land I got married on, is all at risk and I am begging.

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It's June, the evenings touching our skins like plush, milkweed sweetening the sticky air which pulses with moths, their powdery wings and velvet tongues. In the dusk, nighthawks and the fluting voices from the pond, its edges webbed with spawn. Everything leans into the pulpy moon.

Margaret Atwood, The Last Day

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This also applies to painting. You must ruin the canvas.

Truly I hate to do this to you all but; you can watch all the videos and read all the blogs in the world but you cannot learn to sew without at some point picking up a piece of fabric and fucking it up. No tutorial exists that will stop you at some point ruining this poor piece of cloth. The visceral act of holding a project and wondering where you went wrong is the only way to learn sewing; you cannot escape it. I’m sorry

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tell me something soft

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An oldie that was partly inspired by a conversation with the great birder Laura Erickson. You can buy that horrible mug!

Sign up for my mailing list.

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does anyone Actually wake up in the morning and go “I have had enough sleep and feel like being awake now” because that has literally never happened to me

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Ok, loves, so we've all got the message that joking about suicide is bad for your mental health. Now we need to get on "joking that the planet/all of humanity has no future" is bad for societal health/encouraging resistance to bad shit."

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This is paldea

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*blowing out my little bedside tealight, putting away my phone, and drifting off to sleep with one last dozzy thought of gratitude to blue light screen filters, only to jolt awake because wait shit did humans evolve that way because of candles???

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That sure is Idaho for you!

creature called Puncture Vine launches attack on my bicycle tire. you won’t believe what happens next

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I thought it was black mold.

Has anyone figured out what’s so viscerally wrong with this woman yet