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@diamondot
im reading discworld and im on the third book and i only just realized they arent arranged like this
I raise it to
My mom thought it was an elephant standing on four turtles
by Aliriza CAKIR
Fat Horse No. 19
Itâs the year of the horse and Iâve always been a horse girl at heart, so Iâm finally taking advantage of the excuse to fill the world with fat little horses! These felted friends are about the size (and shape!) of an apple, and if you happen to have any apples to share Iâm sure theyâd help you out! When I started making these, I knew I absolutely had to make the Lascaux cave painting horse. Thereâs no more classic fat horse in the world!
This piece is SOLD but Iâm already hard at work on a herd of new ones for Furrydelphia, August 7-9th!
something something horsegirls
IâM RIGHT BEHIND YOU
Thank you Evil Wizard, itâs good to know someone has our backs
IN A SCARY WAY
Thank you Evil Wizard, finally someone to scare away the creeps!
I FEEL LIKE WE NEED TO WORK ON OUR COMMUNICATION
Zoozve, my beloved
"...we don't live in a big clockwork, we live in a dance club..."
This is my favorite line.
It is now called Zoozve :')
shes soooooo cute
HUGE developments in the big silly baby wearing fluffy pajamas fandom:
Oregon Zoo 05/30/26: This flouf is one of 15 healthy California condor chicks to hatch at our conservation center this season. A new record! #Condorable #KeepCalmAndCarrion
When I was a child there were
22
of these magnificent ancient creatures still alive on this world. and I was aware of this at that age because nearly half of them were in a very secretive building on a hilltop near my house, in a last ditch effort by conservation scientists to breed and raise babies.
fifteen. Just born. this season. I cry tears of joy.
You did it. You're doing it. Keep fighting for a future, everybody- it's working.
SOMEONE WHO FEELS LIKE I DO.
When I was born there were zero condors in the wild. And only about 18 in captivity. Now, there are over 350 flying free and they are breeding in the wild. And now we have 15 babies that hatched and are being raised in captivity with intent to release and even MORE hatching in the wild.
We fixed it. We can fix it. We did and we can and we have and we will. We fixed it with Silent Spring making lots of people wake up and move together to get DDT banned and start cleaning up our house together, and pass laws making sure it stayed clean and good for everyone who lives here. Clean air regulations do this. Smog checks do this. DDT and pesticide regulations do this. Regulating industry and monitoring them heavily and constantly monitoring the water and the air and the land do this.
I say this because I think it's very easy for people to not connect up which laws and regulations help, and it's very easy for people to think that all we need to do is just captive-breed animals and release them into the wild again. No. We need to make sure Earth, our home--everyone's home--is taken care of, and that we tread carefully and with respect to everyone else that lives here with us. We need to be neighbourly to the animals and the plants we share our home with.
But we are terraformers, that is part of our species just like it's part of elephants and wolves and bison. It's just part of what we do. And with that power we have to make a choice: to harm everyone including ourselves or to heal everyone including ourselves.
It's like the man said: Unless someone like YOU cares a whole awful lot, nothing's going to get better--it's not.
And lots of people DO care a whole awful lot. Many people who care a whole awful lot devote their whole lives to planting that truffula seed, and treating it with care, and giving it clean water, and feeding it fresh air. And planting a forest. And protecting it from axes that hack.
And whaddya know? It works! Because that's what we DO--we can raze a whole forest, or we can plant one. We shaped the whole world into neighbourhoods we wanted. And there are way more people, more generations of people, who care about the neighbourhood, than there are people who don't. And it's important to remember that, as you plant your truffula seeds--you are not the only one out here planting them, and protecting them so they can grow! Take heart from that, you are not alone, you are not the only one who cares, who finds delight in the triumphs, who keeps working on solutions.
We can fix it. We will and we can and we HAVE and we ARE.
Watching my toddler figure out how to language is fascinating. Yesterday we were stumped when he kept insisting there was a âLego winnerâ behind his bookshelf - it turned out to be a little Lego trophy cup. Not knowing the word for âtrophyâ, heâd extrapolated a word for âthing you can winâ. And then, just now, he held up his empty milk container and said, âMummy? Itâs not rubbish. Itâs allowed to be a bottle.â - meaning, effectively, âI want this. Donât throw it away.â But to an adult ear, thereâs something quite lovely about âitâs allowed to be a bottle,â as if weâre acknowledging that the object is entitled to keep its title even in the absence of the original function.
Another good post to read for those writing small human characters.Â
My son was about three when he came to me in the middle of the day and said, âMommy, thereâs a knight behind the bush.â I thought he meant a toy knight or something. So I follow him outside and he goes, âListen. Do you hear it? Itâs night behind the bush.â It was a cricket. A cricket was standing in the little patch of shade under the bush, chirping. So, my son saw this dark area with accompanying nighttime sounds and decided, okay, well, that is a night right there. Their brains are incredible.
My little bean knows sheâs two, constantly saying proudly âIâm two!â And the other day she saw this very frail old lady who looked one foot in the grave, pulled a face and said âoh shiiiit. Sheâs three.â I almost screamed.
I live in Korea and have a lot of international friends, and the same is true with language barriers in adults.Â
*Looking at a bowl of pears* âCan you please pass me the⊠appleâs friend?âÂ
OH SHIT SHEâS THREE
the two year old bean is now 11, thatâs how long this post has been going around, and I STILL bust out laughing like a maniac whenever I read âoh shiiiit. Sheâs three.â
Yeah, Iâm not ready for fozâs kid to be a teenâŠ.
@elodieunderglass Iâm going to hold your hand when I say this -
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Follow the money behind America's data center boom. Track 2,300+ projects, PAC spending, and the politicians who sign off on it.
What if we win?
What if the children go to schools unafraid of tear gas and bullets?
What if the birds come back, and the bees are healed, and every species moves from endangered, to threatened, to thriving?
What if the rainforest ADVANCES?
What if every parking lot had solar panels? What if every structure had solar panels? What if we built climbing gyms and terraced gardens in the skeletons of old coal power plants?
What if you baked your neighbor bread, and they shared their home-grown blackberries?
What if every person who needed a home, had one? What if every person who needed healing was healed?
What if every body was treasured for what it was, not what it should be?
What if every trans child's parents attended their graduation, their wedding, their new-name-day?
What if every warehouse became a closed-circle repair station? Goods flowing out, and back, and out again? What if landfills started to SHRINK?
What if the water and air were clean? What if there was enough public transit that the cars dwindled, leaving the streets safe for kids on bikes, evening deer, midnight cats and foxes?
What if we win?
How would you win?
Oh this is the most wonderful thing I've seen in the whole internet
âPratchett went back to older throwaway jokes (like dwarves being apparently unisex) and used them as metaphors to discuss social change, racial assimilation, and other complex issues, while reexamining the species heâd thrown in at the margins of his world simply because they existed at the margins of every other fantasy universe. If goblins and orcs and trolls could think, then why were they always just there to be slaughtered by the heroes? And if the heroes slaughtered sentient beings en masse, how heroic exactly were they? It was a long overdue start on redressing issues long swept under the rug by a parade of Tolkien successors who never thought of anyone green and slimy as anything but a notch on the protagonistâs sword, and much of the urgency in Pratchettâs last few books seemed to be related to them. âThereâs only one true evil in the world,â he said through his characters. âAnd thatâs treating people like they were things.â And in the last of his âgrown-upâ Discworld books, that idea is shouted with the ferocity of those who have only a few words left and want to make them count. Goblins are people. Golems are people. Dwarves are people, and they do not become any less people because they decide to go by the gender they know themselves to be instead of the one society forces on them. Even trains might be people, and youâll never know one way or the other unless you ask them, because treating someone like theyâre a person and not a thing should be your default. And the only people who cling to tradition at the expense of real people are sad, angry dwellers in the darkness who donât even understand how pathetic they are, clutching and grasping at the things they remember without ever understanding that the world was never that simple to begin with. The future is bright, it is shining, and it belongs to everyone.â
â John Seavey, The Evolution of the Disc (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
xena gave us trans drag lesbianism as a treat
There are layers to this. Earlier in the episode, Xena discovers her secret while they're sharing a locker room. A woman she has got naked with turned out to be trans. It's the exact scenario terfs are always fear-mongering about, but Xena just shrugs it off.
Also, the kiss was a big deal not just because it was gay but because the trans actress was HIV positive. They wanted to show the world that you can't contract HIV just from kissing someone. Bear in mind, the AIDS crisis was still fresh on people's minds in the 90s.
Happy Pride.
Two Minnesota solar farms planted 66 native species under their panels. Five years of counting revealed a staggering result that nobody had
âThis portrayal of a marginalized group was wrong then and is wrong nowâ and âThis portrayal of a marginalized group was very progressive for the time period and paved the way for more representation while likely limited by factors outside of the creatorâs controlâ are two statements that can and should ABSOLUTELY coexist and be kept in mind when interacting with older media
Great example
I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.
I have never heard of this band. I AM in fact referring to the animal.
But wait, thereâs more!