short takes: creek glass!
sometimes I call it seaglass because that’s what people expect to hear, & then of course keywords are always a thing, but STRICTLY SPEAKING — hey where y’all going?
sometimes I call it seaglass because that’s what people expect to hear, & then of course keywords are always a thing, but STRICTLY SPEAKING — hey where y’all going?
no smartassery this time, it was just a really, really nice day
With digressions into geology, but not botany.
… no, seriously, if I thought I’d fit I’d’a moved in RIGHT THAT MOMENT
up side, jackdaws DO like shiny things, might still wind up with a customer
I don’t need a cluebat, I’ve got my mountains.
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness and blue bow tie, sits facing a long sprig of catnip. He’s got his head tilted, facing away from the camera, contemplating the flowers at the tip of the stem. ] Further along the same path Loiosh found even better foliage — catnip. He was EXTREMELY …
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, stands on a nice big rock, sniffing at a clump of grass. One ear is back, and the other is stuck out sideways. ] Salida, it turns out, has grass. Loiosh REALLY likes grass.