PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Peter Solarz

Kaledo Art

if i look back, i am lost
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dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document
I'd rather be in outer space šø

shark vs the universe
Three Goblin Art
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NASA

ē„ę„ / Permanent Vacation

JVL

izzy's playlists!
Acquired Stardust

oozey mess
RMH

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@uhyeah-ok
there is something sooo embarrassing about everything i have done and will do
deep sea creature
painted this thang
thinking about that kakapo egg that got crushed but the conservation team patched it up and it survived
life will persist against all odds
For those who donāt follow kakapo conservation, they are critically endangered parrots who only breed on years where the rimu tree they rely on meet a certain threshold of fruit production. One breeding season in 4 years can be typical, and about half of all eggs laid by kakapo are infertile (they still arenāt completely certain why, it could be a recent population bottleneck) so each fertile egg is worth its weight in gold.
This was one of only 5 fertile eggs laid on the Whenua Hou island population in the 2014 breeding season and it got crushed by its mother on accident. It was mended with glue and tape and incubated by the rangers until hatching.
At 150 days old kakapo chicks are officially added to the population total and given a unique name, until then they are given their motherās name and a number for birth order laid in the clutch. This chick was known as Lisa-one before officially being given the name Ruapuke by local indigenous Ngai Tahu people.Here he is grown up:
Itās sad when a species is so rare we know them all individually but at the same time I love that you can point at this one bird and say oh thatās Ruapuke, his mom sat on him too hard
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), poem 85 from āThe Gardenerā, 1914 Translated by the author from the original Bengali. New York: The Macmillan Company.
It is an hundred years hence now. Go open your doors.
i really love the phraseĀ āwith all due respectā because it doesnāt specify how much respect is due. could be none. bitch.
i had to draw her she's so nostalgic
a rotund figure clutching a sweet treat
*sweat treat
happy thursday which feels like tuesday
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These pictures are killing me
There are many animals I expect to see in caves, but I can confidently say that this was not one of them.
The elephants yearn for the mines
so iām currently working at a law firm and the other day one of the attorneys was talking to me and he mentioned that heās ānot very confrontationalā and i was like you are?? a lawyer???
and he said āyeah but in court there are rules. i can argue with some shmuck in a suit in front of a judge no problem, but when i leave the courthouse and go home iām not gonna argue with my wife about dinner. there are no rules in our kitchen. i would die.ā
there are no rules in our kitchen.Ā i would die.
@theshitpostcalligrapher
thinking about edvard munch's "The Sun" (1911)
like yeah thats how it feels. thats what it feels like to exist sometimes. he gets it
Also very big! Takes up two stories!
the sirens wouldnt even have to sing beautiful or anything. id still come over to the shallows and rocks to see whats up see whats happening. whats all going on
nimble, a border collie-papillon mix, wins the 12ā class in the 2024 masters agility championship. the first time a mixed breed has won at westminster ever.
context explaining why the announcer is screaming, this is supposed to take a high level competitive agility dog 40 seconds
This video makes me cry every time itās on my dash and I canāt even iterate why.
Like the dog doesnāt even know itās a competition and sheās made history. She(?) just is happy and knows she made her owner happy too.
The face of a being with only a wind storm between their ears, moments before unleashing it unto the world