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SALVADOR DALI
Les trois grâces
Lita Lacson, contemporary Filipina artist.
"Tomorrow in Yellow."
"Watercolor."
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So my silly little new years resolution was to try a new fruit every month of the year. Maybe I'll find a new favorite!
January's fruit is a yellow dragonfruit.
Not bad. Mildy sweet and almost like a pear, but more watery and a bit blander. The little seeds were crunchy but didn't really have a taste. Overall, not one I'd buy again, but i wouldn't refuse if someone offered it to me.
February's fruit is the Cape Gooseberry.
Tangy, fresh, and very slightlysweet, it almost tasted like a fresh sweet cherry tomato. The insides kind of look like a tomato but less jelly. Not bad but again, not something I would buy for myself.
Little late for March is the Honey Mango.
I think I should have let it ripen a touch more. It was very juicy, but also more tart than I was expecting from a mango. Did enjoy it though
So my silly little new years resolution was to try a new fruit every month of the year. Maybe I'll find a new favorite!
January's fruit is a yellow dragonfruit.
Not bad. Mildy sweet and almost like a pear, but more watery and a bit blander. The little seeds were crunchy but didn't really have a taste. Overall, not one I'd buy again, but i wouldn't refuse if someone offered it to me.
February's fruit is the Cape Gooseberry.
Tangy, fresh, and very slightlysweet, it almost tasted like a fresh sweet cherry tomato. The insides kind of look like a tomato but less jelly. Not bad but again, not something I would buy for myself.
So my silly little new years resolution was to try a new fruit every month of the year. Maybe I'll find a new favorite!
January's fruit is a yellow dragonfruit.
Not bad. Mildy sweet and almost like a pear, but more watery and a bit blander. The little seeds were crunchy but didn't really have a taste. Overall, not one I'd buy again, but i wouldn't refuse if someone offered it to me.
every reblog this posts gets i will pet my cat once
A sweet interaction on the knitting Reddit
what is worse
dry heat
humid heat
summer is coming up lads..
fight fight kiss kiss fight fight
@arengnera for the best explanation of the conundrum
Humid heat: clothes are drenched and will stay that way 24/7 until further notice. Sexualise it all you like; it gets old quickly.
Dry heat: sweat evaporates so instantaneously that it's basically not there. Yes it's dangerous if not rehydrating, but keep hydrating and all is well.
This is exactly why humid heat is literally, measurably worse- sweating is how we thermoregulate. If sweat stops evaporating, much MUCH lower temperatures are dangerous
100F with 60% humidity is more dangerous than 120F with 10% humidity!
Y'all saying dry heat have OBVIOUSLY never done a deep south summer before. 2 am and it's still 90 feeling like 110. You can't turn the a/c down too far or the coils will freeze up and then you're fucked. Where even rain doesn't cool it off cause there's nowhere for the moisture to go.
Where you still have to drink the gallon of water and the sports drinks cause even though it doesn't feel like it you're sweating buckets, it just has nowhere to go. Its hard to breathe cause it feels like youu have a damp sponge pressed to your face.
I've done Phoenix in summer and North Florida in summer and I can guaran-damn-tee I will pick Phoenix every time. Plus Phoenix doesn't have the constant threat of hurricanes!
Get yourself a fabric store that will light your fabric on fire for you
No but legit I asked what the fiber content of something was and the guy didn’t know so he cut a chunk off and lit it on fire and felt the ashes and was like. Yeah this is mostly cotton with a lil bit of silk. And that was the moment I knew. This is it. This is the fabric store for me. Also that guy is marriage material. Not for me but damn some person is gonna be so happy with him.
Ok but this is actually one of the easiest ways to tell what something is made of! I did a textiles degree and one day as part of a class we all went outside with a pile of scrap fabric and set fire to the little pieces and recorded how they burned. We were given a chart that looked something like this to tell what each fabric was (it gets a little tricky is it’s a mix of fabrics though). Why did we do this? There is very little regulation in the textiles industry so a lot of materials are mislabelled as something they aren’t and sold for more than they should be, also sometimes people buy fabric second hand or discounted which doesn’t have any label at all. If you have a fabric you are having doubts about, cut a tiny piece off and do the burn test and you should know pretty fast what you are dealing with. Anyways your fabric store should be lighting things on fire because this means that they are actually checking what the fabrics are and aren’t trying to pass cheap stuff off as more expensive than it is.
Ooh! I knew it was a standard test but I hadn’t seen a chart as detailed as this thank you!
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Things that are perfect are dead things. Empty things. A silence beyond change or challenge. An endpoint. A blank page.
You are a wonderfully messy thing. An impossible thing made of iron and rainwater. Meat and electricity. A dream with teeth. You're too good for perfection.
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Hey runners (and walkers)! Thought this might be helpful :)
Shoelace Voodoo
The heel slipping one is awesome if you have to wear orthotics because it stops them from slipping round inside your shoe
Oh! I’ll have to try this
oh my god. oh, oh my god. the wide forefoot one… oh my god bless you you beautiful hero
Ian’s Shoelace Site – https://www.fieggen.com/shoelace/ – is the page for all these lacing patterns and more.
I use the wide forefoot one on my work shoes. Never have to deal with painfully breaking in my shoes. Lifesaver!
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I think I found my new favorite rabbit hole. This voice actor does Shakespeare scenes in a southern accent and I need to see the whole damn play. Absolutely beautiful
there are two things that a Shakespearean actor needs: to understand the character, and to know how their audience will understand the character.
I’ve heard this speech about a dozen times in different performances and interpretations, and this is the first time that it feels right.
The text of the monologue if you need some cc.
INFORMATION I WAS NOT PREPARED TO LEARN. MAYBE WE *ARE* ALONE. BECAUSE WE ARE SO *EARLY*. IF THERE IS EVER GALACTIC CIVILIZATION THEY WILL NOT REMEMBER US AT ALL. BECAUSE WE ARE NOTHING. CELLS, JUST BEGINNING TO FORM LIFE. SORRY FOR SCREAMING. BUT ARE YOU LISTENING. ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT IT.
trying to think of a witty pithy way to describe how shook I'm in but I'm really sitting here too shook
Y'all. Y'ALL. DO Y'ALL REALIZE WHAT THIS MEANS?? It means that WE get to be the ancients that galactic civilization stumbles upon the ruins of. This - THIS PLANET RIGHT HERE is destined to become the Origin World of the Old Ones.
The Ones who seeded throughout the cosmsos, if not life (though many scholars suspect they left life behind too, with reckless abandon or perhaps ineffable widsom, we can never know), if not life at the very least language, tools, monuments to science - the foundations upon which a thousand thousand races build their stairways to the stars, their starways to eachother.
And how wondrous it is to not be alone in the cosmos, and how under it all, the petty conflicts and the horrors, how thankful we are to not be alone, how thankful we are for the First, the All Parents, the Seed Spreaders, The Road Makers (a thousand thousand names for those who first laid the paths through the stars).
And at the far edge of it all, a planet formed before the galactic disks colided, preserved by lost arts from the dying struggles of the cold black dwarf it still orbits. And on that world an intrepid galactic explorer would, yes, find monuments and technologies not dreamed of by even the wildest anachroastrohistorians.
But they would also find handprints in stasis. and what can only be toys - for children, they had children. Art and scars from unfathomably ancient wars and writings that when decoded can only be names and jokes. Jokes - the Ancient Ones told jokes. They carved their name in high places, for a billion billion years they were, and - and they were people.
They were like us.
They were like us and we are like them and we aren't alone because of them, and I wish they could know that even though they must have felt alone (oh they must have felt so alone, the early ones)
I wish I could tell them that we aren't alone because of them then, and now they aren't alone because of us.
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Wait this is actually so helpful
where was this when i was making my lembas bread