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So, Tumblr never did get back to me about shadow banning me and this account is still restricted. So, I’ve turned it into an archive of sorts and I’ve completely moved to

@boozles @boozles @boozles @boozles

If you add me here, I won’t know, so please come find me at my new blog!

Much love!

#pinned

egberts

looks like october is…. octover

laurassecretlife

i’m queueing this for next year

finchjpeg

Its nowvember

1los

10knotes

omfg that is just too adorable

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

This kitteh having a little halloween adventure is one of my favourite posts of all time :)

wonderhawk

Every fall like clockwork this photo set pops up and we all must reblog it

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

You know it’s getting close to Halloween when you see it appear :D

This will always be one of my favorite comics ever. It gives me warm fuzzies~

waffl3jones101-blog

my heart….

skibump724

Oh little baby kitty ❤️

khaosgaming22

Alright fine I’ll reblog this one…

aliloverthetop

my heart is being sent to space

misanthropemom

Buy the comic!

So, I’ve went ahead and made a new blog; tumblr still hasn’t got back to me about randomly shadow banning me, so I just decided to set up at new blog.

I’ve tried to add everyone over there, but no doubt I’ll have missed people so feel free to follow me over there!

@itsaboozle

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catchymemes

blondejaneblonde

Okay, but I would pay extra for this driveway.

naamahdarling

Um, can I please get every neighborhood kid and animal to come walk across my driveway? Can I get a cat to just run around on there? This flock of ducks did such an amazing job!

goddamnshinyrock

I was 18 months old when my parents built their house. After pouring the concrete slab for the foundation, my father, world’s most sentimental man, carried me down into the hole so he could preserve a single imprint of my little baby foot in the house he was building for me to grow up in.

Naturally, I wriggled loose, so what is actually preserved for posterity in my parents’ basement floor is my mad dash through this glorious new mud pit, followed by my father’s footprints in hot pursuit, a visible scuffle where the fugitive was captured, and then my father’s prints returning to the ladder.

gallusrostromegalus

I hope some future archeologist finds your parent’s basement floor because they’re going to lie down on the ground and cry about it.

memewhore

2urban2fantasy-deactivated20241

Woman murders man in broad daylight

theknightinslippers

halorvic

e-rated-beardo

Always reblog this queen of burns the dude didn't even realise happened

Shout out to @firstkanaphans (OMG is it letting me tag people now?! Also, thank you - I can’t reply in the comments) for helping me work out that I’ve been shadowbanned. I’ve reached out to Tumblr, but I’m gonna set about sorting a backup blog just in case.

I’m so confused because all I do is reblog bl stuff and post rambles about TayNew 😭 WHAT DID I DO?

EDIT TO ADD: yeah I can’t even comment on my own posts now! So I can’t reply at all on the comments 😭 I’ve contacted Tumblr support and hopefully they’ll sort it out. I don’t want to start from scratch again 😭😭😭

#rambles #tumblr hates me

So, I’ve been convincing myself that everyone on here hates me because I thought I’d been blocked by a bunch of people from commenting on posts or sending asks, but it seems that Tumblr is the culprit?! I’ve went through my setting and they won’t work? I also don’t have access to my message inbox anymore?

So I’m sorry to anyone that it seems I’m ignoring f or anything, I just can’t seem to actually comment or do anything other than post and reblog. EDIT: it also will not let me tag anyone in my posts.

HAVE I BEEN SHADOWBANNED? It seems like some of my posts have been hidden, too? HELP?!

#tumblr help #I’ve been trying to comment on friends posts for days #and thought everyone had had a meeting to freeze me out XD

aristoteliancomplacency

Guys.

Y’all.

I…

I just. I just… i have discovered something. And I have laughed too much. I have laughed every time I have tried to explain it to someone. I cannot get through this.

Look. Okay.

There are two things you need to know, here.

First: There’s a style of Greek pottery that was popular during the Hellenic period, for which most of the surviving examples are from southern Italy. We call them ‘fish plates’ because, well, they’re plates, and they’re decorated with fish (and other marine life).

Like this one, currently in the Met:

Or this one, currently in the Cleveland Museum of Art:

They’re very cool. We’re not 100% sure what they were for, because most of the surviving ones were found as grave goods, but that’s a different post.

The second thing you need to know is that when we (Classics/archaeology/whatever as a discipline) have a collection of artefacts, like vases, sculptures, paintings, etc. and we do not know the name of the artist, but we’re pretty sure one artist made X, Y and Z artefacts, we come up with a name for that artist. There are a whole bunch of things that could be the source for the name, e.g. where we found most of their work (The Dipylon Master) or the potter with whom they worked (the Amasis Painter), a favourite theme (The Athena Painter), the Museum that ended up with the most famous thing they did (The Berlin Painter) or a notable aspect of their style. Like, say, The Eyebrow Painter.

Guess what kind of pottery the Eyebrow Painter made?

thepromiscuousfinger

disgruntled-foreign-patriarch

May he plow the Lord’s fields in heaven

en-shaedn

Dave Brandt was probably the longest running no-till farmer in the state; he'd been running his land no-till since 1971. He experimented with fertilizers, cover crops, and different irrigation techniques and he'd been doing all of that for a very long time.

The guy was an institution all on his own; look at this.

The “A” profile in his soil is now 47 inches deep compared to less than 6 inches in 1971 and acts like a giant sponge for water infiltration and retention.

From 1971 through 1989 David used an average of 150-250 pounds of nitrogen fertilizer per acre to grow his corn crops. After adding peas and radishes as a cover crop mix, he cut his nitrogen needs in half and was able to get it down to 125 pounds per acre.

When he added multiple species and became more aggressive with his cover crop mixes, he was able to achieve an additional drop in applied fertility. His starter fertilizer is now just 2 lbs of N, 4 lbs of P, and 5 lbs of K. His corn crop now only requires 20-30 lbs of N throughout the entire growing season. He requires no fertility for his soybeans, relying on fertility gained solely through his cover crops. He uses only 40 lbs of 10 N – 10 P – 10 K for his small grains.

Ten years ago (source study published 2019) David stopped using any fungicides and insecticides. This occurred at a time when fungicide and insecticide use has increased significantly with the average commodity farmer.

Four years ago he stopped using any seed treatment, including neonicotinoids.

His cash crop yields have been increasing by an average of 5% annually for the past 5-6 years, with far less fertilizer and no fungicides, insecticides or seed treatment.

What started as a basic heavy clay soils when David purchased the farm in 1971 have been officially re-classified by Ohio State University soil scientists as a highly fertile silty loam soil.

fox-bright

I know I've said it before, but--that first point, there, about the "A" profile of his soil? Every time I think of it, I am taken aback with genuine awe.

So this is a picture of the soil horizons. The O profile/O horizon is stuff like fallen leaves, sticks, and so on, which are biodegrading into the A profile. A fair amount of soils might have no O profile at all.

If you are a gardener, the A profile is what you're concerned with most of the time; it's what we also call "topsoil." Your seeds germinate into it, and shallower plants might root into it alone without ever reaching the B profile. Worms and other small delvers live in it. It's what you're amending, what you're testing, what you're tilling, what you're trying to fill up with good microorganisms to work with your plants and provide you with food or flowers or cover.

I see this quote around sometimes, attributed to radioman Paul Harvey: Man — despite his artistic pretensions, his sophistication, and his many accomplishments — owes his existence to a six inch layer of topsoil and the fact that it rains.

Without the topsoil, bluntly, we starve. And there are other problems, in places with a lack of it; without the topsoil, when the rains come, the water strikes hard soil. Hard soil doesn't accept water easily, so instead it pools and runs downhill. That action makes flooding, makes flash floods, makes standing water that carries disease, it contaminates the water table. Cholera is a huge problem in places with a low A profile that receive too much water at once.

We are seeing topsoil depletion across the US. I can't speak for other countries, but the heavy-tilling agricultural habits we've adopted here have obliterated inch after inch of our topsoil; in the 1800s the average depth was fourteen inches! Today it is six. Many suburban lawns have even less. This has knock-on effects we don't even consider on the day-to-day (for instance, there's some suggestion that the lower amounts of various minerals in vegetables and fruits today in comparison with earlier decades might be because of the lower amount of minerals in the soil for the plants to take up into themselves).

And this gentleman took soil that had been that abused and not only returned it to what it had been before the aggressive, destructive European agricultural policy had its way, but trebled that earlier depth.

His land protects the land around it from flooding. His land grows plants less susceptible to disease, because of all the various stressors and pressures those plants aren't confronted with. His land almost certainly has a considerably higher concentration of microorganisms and it would follow that we'd also see greater diversity of macroorganisms thereby.

Honestly, it just takes my breath away.