Ich thynke but litel of a Mondaye bleake Tuesdaye grey and Wednesdaye eke Thursdaye Ich care nat for thee Yet Fridaye Ich do love Mondaye thou kanst fall awaye Tuesdaye, Wednesdaye, myne herte slaye No mirthe ys founde upon Thursdaye Yet Fridaye Ich do love

If the first line in your 'about me' blurb here is anything to do with AI (unless it's how much it sucks), you win the prize of an instant block, congratulations.

Last Christmas Ich gave thee myne hearte The verye next daye ther came a wolf Wyth sinews of whispers - quiet as frost - And the wolf stole myne hearte, fled To a tower out of tyme biyonde all the stars. Seek now myne hearte, Return it within a yeare and a daye: Thys ys thy queste

SKULL OF THOMAS AQUINAS: TAKE A LEFT NOW PRIEST: No, the GPS says we have to keep going— SKULL: I KNOW A SHORTCUT PRIEST: Do you remember the last ti— SKULL: FOR THOSE WITH FAITH, NO EVIDENCE IS NECESSARY; FOR THOSE WITHOUT IT, NO EVIDENCE WILL SUFFICE

Smol Croissant in my lap.

Someday the day will come that a provisional knit cast on will do the easy release thing when I pull on the end. Today is not that day. 😑 At least it was only 88 stitches.

Daphne. You have had your breakfast. You do not also need mine. (Though she does, I have discovered, like Marmite.)

Cozy horror has been a thing since John Wyndham, and always will be. In the end, cozy is like horror or romance; a modifier rather than a core descriptor. Cozy is a vibe, a "know it when I see it," and none of us, me included, can set hard rules for inclusion.

The Full Cold Moon shines. And she is aptly named this time around. The temperature drops, the wind howls, and the land is bathed in light, may we carry our warmth with us through the end of the year and into the next.

Blue canarye yn the outlette by the lighte swicche Who waccheth ovir thee Make a litel dovecote yn thy soul

Oh @rianjohnson.bsky.social played all innocent "I'm not doing a muppet thing with Knives Out" he knew HE KNEW

The river carves the land. Collects its gossip, hears all its spirited stories. Blends them into its own song. Witches listen to this fluid singing of place, gathers omens as they float by. She runs with the river and absorbs its wisdom. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky

Seen in Portsmouth.............

CricketPillow. So somft.

Anybody Better At Rocks than I have know what the blue stone is? Super pretty. Came in a mixed bag. I don't think it's Dumortertite...? Kyanite maybe? @wyrdingstudios.com any thoughts? (The other is rainbow moonstone, I know that one)

Cricket faaaaaaace.

Good morning. Have some Gizmo Feetz.

CricketBlankie. 🥰😸🥰😸🥰

It hath ben a longe tyme synce Ich have rockid and rollid It hath ben a longe tyme synce Ich did the strolle O Let me retourne, let me retourne Retourne to the place whence Ich went from It hath ben a longe tyme, ben a longe tyme Ben a longe lonelye lonelye lonelye O lonelye tyme

Hooray for sales, may the crafting begin!

Cricket says "How YOU doin'?" 😽

It is snowing. First official of the season I think. Perfect day to make Membrillo with the gorgeous Quince a friend dropped off last week. Taking better notes this time in the hopes it comes out right.

Ballet [1/4]

PRC 2026 will be all about synthetic and modified stones: the lineup includes opalite and lab-created opal, dyed opal, Haskell and Swarovski pearls, multiple colors of goldstone, composites like sediment jasper & Mojave turquoise, fordite, aura quartz, and the non-deadly kind of cinnabar.

Simple, very simple. 🐾

Current view. Eventually gonna go vote and cut back a garden and try not to blow away...

biblically accurate cat

This is Good. There is still Good out there.

Sky on Fire.

Golden morning in the woods.

Comfy kitty night.

Remember it is important to not only take care of yourself but your plushies too!

YAAASSSSSS 1 DOWN, 3 TO GO! ⚾️🔱⚾️🔱⚾️

#MSH45 | Richard Lasher You've been at a job long enough to know a decent colleague to chat with. The more you get to know them, the more they share. What's fact or fiction? You don't know, but you listen. Then there's one story that's so over the top—a bona fide lie. But then, a photo appears.

Wellllll look who just jumped willingly into my lap because his breakfast is late! And then down again. But I was allowed to pet. And he even settled for a minute. 🥰 Lovely rainy morning. Nice to have after yesterday.

Shining jewels.

When astronomeres get drunke thei texte their exoplanets

Peace.

Thei did the Mash; thei did the Monstere Mash. The Monstere Mash: beholde, sepulchral smash! Thei did the Mash, and it kaughte on moost fast - Hark, heare the Mash! Forsooth, the Monstere Mash!

Cricket has Opinions. On Things.

Tomorrow! This 20-item addition to the autumn collection is for those of you who love the darker wire colors - not a smidge of bright silver in the lot this time, it’s all antiqued brass and antiqued silver and harvest gold.

Peaches freeze well. Thank goodness. I will shortly be in sticky sticky heaven. 🥰 First there will be cobbler though.

No one is allowed in Fort Tortie.

Don't you dare put that baby in pelican mouth.

Eeeee fall jewelry set just got here and I am READY. Bring on the apple pie and sweaters. @wyrdingstudios.com is amazing. 🥰

Screaming into the void, perhaps, but. People. Drivers. When there are signs and lights or flaggers and it's "one lane road ahead", that does not mean "go back into the regular right hand travel lane once you pass them if they wave you over into the left lane." Twice on my way into work today.

"Kathy, Ich am lost," Ich seyde, thogh methoughte she was sleepinge, "Ich am hollowe and hurtinge and knowe not wherfor" Countinge the cars on the Newe Jersey Turnpyke Thei have all come to looke for America

TWO luscious lavender lilies. I love this plant so much. 💜🥰💜🥰💜

Where's Froggo? Afternoon bonus round! This is a record-breaking photo, most frogs yet!