Sometimes spinning a magnet for 30 minutes is a labor of love.
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Sometimes spinning a magnet for 30 minutes is a labor of love.
Sometimes spinning a magnet for 30 minutes is a labor of love.
“Living in Bubbles” 🏡 by | Leo Thomas
Round Gardens, The Naerum of Copenhagen, Denmark
I looked these allotments up because I had never heard about them before and I gotta say, the reasoning between this design - that landscape architect students from around the world apparently come to visit every year - is the funniest, most Scandinavian thing I’ve ever heard.
They were designed in the late 1940s by Danish landscape architect C. Th. Sørensen who, when asked about the oval hedges, said (my translation):
‘Neighbours always argue about their shared hedges. How should they be cut? How tall should they be? Here, everyone gets their own hedge with a no man’s land in between. This way, nobody has to argue about it!’
This man literally created a landscape design that is still admired by professionals in his field just so he could avoid talking to his annoying neighbours. Incredible.
i got inspired by antique furniture -> decided to try and make a wooden doll.
she is whittled entirely out of balsa wood with a craft knife, and colored with wood dye. the cabinet has miniature hinges made of tube beads and a metal rod, and closes with a magnet. she absolutely should hold a sentimental & important object, but i don't have any that are the correct size, so i just put in some cute trinkets.
GI Trio!
Remember calming cat? Remember when tumblr was this color? If you don’t that’s fine. I just feel old and alone.
You’re never alone. There is always calming cat.
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Thank you for bringing back calming cat, I had lost the previous bookmark for it!
My wife pointed out to me the other day that apparently most people were literally only taught how to say Sorry and not how to Apologize or even that they are different things so here.
If all you ever do is step 1, not only did you not apologize, but people will rightfully stop believing you and start getting pissed or hurt.
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desperately want to draw want nothing less than to be drawing
this is how many pillows I want
Where does the you go. In this scenario
? what do u mean
Ah another fan of the classic children's roleplay, "neolithic burial"
yeah u get it
Hot take but I don't think games need to tutorialize the player on stuff like "enemies will drop items when you defeat them" like that's just something that I can observe happens with my own brain. I don't need a tutorial popup for that. Stop it.
Fuccckkk I forgot about reallybig sandwich
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I’m a patron of the arts (I leave nice comments on aO3).
I'm a patron of the arts (I reblog on Tumblr dot com)
block people. avoid tags. mute words. follow like-minded people. do not engage with hate. curate your own experience in all the ways you can. that's the only way to survive fandoms my friends.
is this gonna get me fired you think
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
"ooh i hope we get a christmas episode of the pitt"
i'll only accept that if we see every garland, every song, every "merry christmas" leeches the very lifeforce from dr robinavitch's eyes. i hope it's uncomfortable as hell. i hope it makes the goyim feel ill. i hope it's so jewish-centric that the audience gets a sliver of a taste of what it's like to be a jew during the fucking "it's still secular!" "holiday season." i want them to watch as every "you just need to get into the spirit" sends dr robinavitch closer and closer off the ledge of the fucking hospital building and wonder if maybe they've ever contributed to the torture jews endure
one thing about me is i’m gonna go lay down