The exploits of a Fiber Artist & Acupuncturist and her faithful four-legged companions.
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I'm probably daydreaming about the prairies of Manitoba right now. --------------------

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Best mash-up ever. If you love Bob’s Burgers & Game of Thrones, you need to follow this one.

His eyes are still inflamed but at least I can see them again, somewhat.

His eyes are still inflamed but at least I can see them again, somewhat.

Blustery day in Manchester.

Blustery day in Manchester.

2headedsnake:

Paper sculptures by Peter Gentenaar

B. let’s plot are to go stare at this summer.

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A conversation with a former classmate, and now, terrifyingly, a colleague

Me: I work in NH on Saturdays; Sunday afternoon works best for me, my address is: xxxx

Idiot: What's your address? What day is better for you Saturday or Sunday? And what time?

Me: Sunday, anytime from 12-5pm. Just text me when you're on your way.

Idiot: How about Saturday?

Me: ....

My last Spring in New England.

My last Spring in New England.

My favourite way to snuggle with puppy: butt to butt #dogsofinstagram

My favourite way to snuggle with puppy: butt to butt #dogsofinstagram

He’s been a huge comfort over the last day. And a good nursemaid to his dog.

He’s been a huge comfort over the last day. And a good nursemaid to his dog.

philamuseum:

After being cut off last season, Jaime Lannister has an extravagant new hand on Game of Thrones. It reminds us of this silver hand from our collection. Which do you like better?Left: Film still from Game of ThronesRight: “Arm Reliquary of Saint Babylas,” 1467, Artist/maker unknown, German

Oh that’s gorgeous and so cool. Y’all this is one of my favourite tumblrs. 

philamuseum:

After being cut off last season, Jaime Lannister has an extravagant new hand on Game of Thrones. It reminds us of this silver hand from our collection. Which do you like better?

Left: Film still from Game of Thrones
Right: “Arm Reliquary of Saint Babylas,” 1467, Artist/maker unknown, German

Oh that’s gorgeous and so cool. Y’all this is one of my favourite tumblrs. 

Here’s hoping Bogan doesn’t end up in the cone of shame. #dogsofinstagram

Here’s hoping Bogan doesn’t end up in the cone of shame. #dogsofinstagram

A #bobsburgers site gag made for B. & me. #couplesweaving

A #bobsburgers site gag made for B. & me. #couplesweaving

Poor sick dog. Off to the vet in the AM. Think good thoughts yeah?

Poor sick dog. Off to the vet in the AM. Think good thoughts yeah?

At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.

Caitlin Moran (via scatteredandshining)