My sweet boy, Nugget, crossed the Rainbow Bridge late Saturday (9/20/25) evening. He passed in my arms with his head resting on my shoulder. When do the tears stop?
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My sweet boy, Nugget, crossed the Rainbow Bridge late Saturday (9/20/25) evening. He passed in my arms with his head resting on my shoulder. When do the tears stop?
(via Facebook)
Gunnie, makin’ herself right at home. #outwest #rescuepup
Afican Elephant by JasonBrownPhotography on Flickr.
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Melt down, Glue Society
In 2018, Pastor Dave Barnhart of the Saint Junia United Methodist Church in Birmingham, Alabama posted this message to Facebook:
“The unborn” are a convenient group of people to advocate for. They never make demands of you; they are morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated, addicted, or the chronically poor; they don’t resent your condescension or complain that you are not politically correct; unlike widows, they don’t ask you to question patriarchy; unlike orphans, they don’t need money, education, or childcare; unlike aliens, they don’t bring all that racial, cultural, and religious baggage that you dislike; they allow you to feel good about yourself without any work at creating or maintaining relationships; and when they are born, you can forget about them, because they cease to be unborn. It’s almost as if, by being born, they have died to you. You can love the unborn and advocate for them without substantially challenging your own wealth, power, or privilege, without re-imagining social structures, apologizing, or making reparations to anyone. They are, in short, the perfect people to love if you want to claim you love Jesus but actually dislike people who breathe.
Nimbus Palazzo, Berndnaut Smilde
(via San Juan Islands, Washington - Orca. credit: Cozy Haven)
Books - Britta Kjellgren Jager
Swedish,b,1968-
Watercolour, gouache