#WillBerry

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there is. No fake. news on harrisonhead account. if you need to. Write a factual. paper. plain and simple i am only Alloweds to tell the truth. and i dont’ lies so. you can trust. my information. especerially. anything i Have ever said about traveleing willberries Because. i was there spiritually. and Saw more than i wanteds too just like. the time tom pritty. and boob dylans. punched each other’s. and Kissed sweetly

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Festivals : Indie Grits 2019 - Southern Scenes Block (2019)

As a cast member of I AM TX, it’s a good feeling to know that your film has been accepted into multiple festivals.  Your friends and collaborators will more than likely always have something positive to say about your work, but getting an impartial and honest opinion from those without personal investment is always a bonus.  I AM TX found itself in the Indie Grits Fest block dedicated to short films made by directors based in the south, and I could not have been happier to be grouped with such high quality work.

The Derby, directed by Remington Smith, focuses on the 2017 Kentucky Derby and its impact on both attendees and locals.  The behind the scenes look is one that Churchill Downs does not normally share, as we get the chance to talk to vendors, those who care for the grounds and animals, attendees who spend their time in the infield, and the crowd that hangs out in Millionaire’s Row on the 6th floor.  The film ultimately serves as a brief microcosm of America itself, with the distinction between the haves and the have-nots being painfully clear.  The documentary is wonderfully shot, with a handful of memorable moments that will stick with you long after your viewing is complete.

Shannon Silva’s Shoot The Duck is a lighthearted short film focused on a skating competition where competitors see who can ‘shoot the duck’ the longest.  The cast is almost entirely made up of children and young teenagers, the skating rink location lends itself to colorful backgrounds and expressive lighting, and the anticipation of taking part in a competition is captured without being overly dramatic.  While not a piece that could be extrapolated into feature length, Shoot The Duck is perfectly fine being what it is as a short narrative, and could easily find itself placed on television or in tandem with a major network that makes content for young people.

Of all the shorts in this block, Street Flame really and truly spoke to me.  Austin-based director Katherine Propper took a group of young Austin skaters and graffiti writers, gave them a platform to be themselves, and added a story about loss and dealing with the grieving process that accompanies losing someone close to you.  The film felt incredibly natural, the story hit me right in the feels, and at the conclusion of the short, I felt like wanting to watch it again.  Definitely one I’ll be keeping tabs on well after I leave the Indie Grits Fest. 

Will Berry’s Nashedonia, at just four short minutes, was a pure rush of blood to the head.  The humor of the film was incredibly sharp, the non-native perspective of a place as cherished as Nashville, Tennessee was refreshing, and the compisition of the film being shot in frame with an innovate captioning style all stood out amongst the rest of the films in the block.  This is the kind of short that would make Jim Jarmusch jealous. 

To West End, With Love is director/writer Melissa Alexander’s love letter to the West End of Atlanta, Georgia, done in a style that, while echoing films like Slacker, manages to have its own unique flare and energy.  Told in three parts with minimal spoken dialogue, the film stands as a line in the sand against the practice of gentrification that is erasing similar neighborhoods nationwide.  The visual diary presentation puts you square in the passenger seat with the subjects of the film, and the three stories are all unique enough to show the range and diversity that exists in the West End, while being connected enough to stand together as parts of a greater whole.  Black and white was also a great choice, as it gives the film a timeless feel.

As In Death, a documentary by Mark Raafat Kammel, focuses on former 911 operator Sidney Brodie and the Durham Homicide & Memorial Quilt, a project he started in 1996 that (sadly) continues to this day.  Whenever a homicide occurs in the Durham area, Brodie sews a new piece onto the quilt with the victim’s name, and the quilt is often presented at funerals and community gatherings to put a visual representation to the senseless violence that plagues not only Durham, but the nation at large.  The true heartbreak of the story, outside of the violence, is what the quilt did to Brodie’s marriage, and how his commitment to bettering life for everyone has locked in his commitment to the quilt.  Quite the compelling and thought-provoking documentary, if I do say so myself.

Whistle Down Wind, a collaborative effort between Julia Christgau and Andie Morgenlander, is a love story about being unafraid to untether yourself from the things that hold you back from following your passions.  The story is an extremely personal one, told mostly in close-ups and intimate moments between the two principal actors, with a narrative arc that finds itself to be uplifting, heartbreaking, uplifting again, and heartbreaking again all in the span of a few minutes.  The love story between the two women is a painful one, as they are forced to hide their love, only for the moment they can embrace to be subverted by the status quo.  The final shot and its subtlety will stick with me for a long, long time.  

Charlotte Taylor was handed the extremely tough task of rounding out the Southern Scenes block, but she more than stood up to the task with The Fields Lay Fallow, a music video in the form of a short film for artist Nomadic War Machine.  The piece focuses on a group of mysterious women performing a set of rituals deep in the woods, capped off by a celebration of wildness when a stranger unfortunately stumbles into their midst.  The music is strong, the visuals are stark, and the impression the piece leaves on you was pitch perfect as a way to end out a round of incredibly strong material.

If the Southern Scenes block is any indication of what I am in for in terms of overall quality, then I cannot put the excitement of anticipation I feel into words.  There is quite a bit on my schedule for the next few days, so stay tuned for my thoughts on all that I have the pleasure to view while at Indie Grits Fest 2019.  

[spookybluebirdcupcake]

They’re both under strict instructions not to wear these until Thursday when we go see the movie, but their newest Merch was too cute not to share 😜

After finishing my rewatch of the MCU movies the other day I realised I’m nowhere near ready for Endgame 😂😂😂 Dakota has come with me places for the past 4(?) years and has helped a lot with my travel anxiety. Borisberry has only recently joined us a year and a half ago which was when they started getting to post their occasional adventures online on account of Borisberry being a wee mascot for a charity and I thought it’d be a fun idea to help make people aware... that and he has some cousins owned by my friends who also share their wonderberry ponies’ adventures.

So naturally I gave them some clothes to make them stand out and they’re gonna keep these new ones a secret until the movie comes out 🤫 just for fun of course, but they are coming with me to help ease the anxiety of probably watching all my favs die 😬😬😬😬😬

[volublelemur]

fruit in progress

[invisiblepole]

New Berry pony. Need suggestions for a name please!

[a-vamp-and-a-half]

Another laugh is pulled out “A distraction, or perhaps a pacifier. I assume you used Willberry for scent” there’s a flask in his hand “Or perhaps a root of devil’s snare” a vine curls around his arm “Useful in attracting attention away, powdered with a little coven’s flower” there are flasks moving about the air, twirling and whisked away again in shadows around him “Perhaps a dash of Viper venom” he’s standing behind Bim now, holding an alluring scent by his nose before its pulled away again (1

“Or perhaps, just a simple iron ring for a bell” he drawls out, standing before Bim again in a blink, back towards him. He turns, hand clasped over each other before he pulls them apart, a little ball in his hands with stubby legs, a vine with a lightly glowing bell hanging from the end. The ball yawns, a wide mouth pulling apart before closing again without a seam in sight “A gift for your studies” he winks (2f

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Bim takes it with wide eyes. "Wow... this one is going in my 'No-one Should Touch' case. That's where I keep my best stuff, and most dangerous. All my iron is in there."

"I actually ended up working with Yellow. We made extra-strong catnip that never goes bad and never loses smell. We put it inside of a toy, and then I animated it so it would run around the rest of the house if Sassy enters my room."

[kckenobi]

7, 11, and 15 for the fic ask? ❤️

Thanks for the ask, Caroline! 💕

7–How much do you like symbolism in your fics?

OH BUDDY I LOVE symbolism SO MUCH. Like, it’s probably annoying how much. I think the best example is in chapter 4 of Roots where I’m just going off about willberry bushes and roots and family, probably a bit excessively, but I just really love symbolism!1!1!1

11–What’s a fanfic idea you haven’t done yet?

I wanna do something between Obi-Wan and Anakin like immediately after Bo-Katan and Ahsoka show up and then leave for Mandalore, addressing the whole “that’s not fair” “I’m not trying to be” exchange and “she did. And still does” because there’s so much to unpack that we just never see?

15–Give us a snippet of something from your WiPs!

    “Yes,” he said softly. “Yes…Master.”

    For a moment Anakin thought of Ahsoka, how her voice caught when she’d said the same words just a short while ago. He thought of all the times he’d said the same to Obi-Wan, sometimes sincerely and sometimes flippantly, and sometimes with tears in his eyes. It was a title he had loved and a title he had hated. A title, after Ahsoka, he had almost not wanted to hear ever again.

    But now as he heard it, the Force sang.

Thanks for the ask!

From this ask meme :)

[deanmackaywedding]

"five bucks"

Pioneertown, Califonia

December 16th, 2014

Dean MacKay Photography

#undertaker #willberry #coffin #window #pioneertown #joshuatree #desert #halloween #fivebucks #plot #shovel #digyourowngrave #grave #logcabin #death #cemetery #spooky #manestreet #livingthedream

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Sharon & Archie, Battisford

Meet Sharon & Archie, the chestnut thoroughbred with the cheekiest character! #horsebloggers

Last month I visited a friend at her new yard in Battisford, with her horse Archie.

Previously a flat racer, this chestnut thoroughbred has bags of character, and has certainly set Sharon some challenges over the years. Like many of us, Sharon has experienced some confidence lows, particularly after a nasty fall, and some rather excitable antics on Archie’s part since. They have done a wonderful…

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Ella Newman aged 10, is pictured with her pony Blue, aged 27 in the small village of Regil, Temple Cloud, Bristol. Ella is the youngest brand ambassador for the Willberry the Wonder Pony Charity. Willberry the Wonder Pony is a charity set up by the late Hannah Francis, who set up the charity to help equestrians going through cancer treatment. Willberry was hand made as her mascot and as the charity grew, so did Willberry's family - Pieberry, pictured here, is Willberry's brother. Ella met Hannah at Wiley Valley Show and fell in love with Pieberry and since then, Ella has promoted the charity at shows to help raise money. Ella Says " I was upset to hear when Hannah had died as I thought she was a wonderful person and I'm glad that the charity is still raising money even though she has died"  

© Rebecca Saunders

[spookybluebirdcupcake]

Since I’ll no doubt have to bring my anxiety buddies to see Avengers: Endgame with me (I’m already anxious and it’s still got over a week to go 😅) I decided to kit them out for the occasion. Borisberry sporting his Avengers sock-jumper and Dakota with his Marvel scarf 😜 I also have another pair of socks that I can use so they might get another set before we see the movie 😂

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Personal Trainer CH. 14

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I sit in at the bench near the local park in Cameron's neighborhood. I was just having a meeting with her brother Caleb, we were discussing the woman of the hour Fiona. We were sitting relatively far from one another, “So you said you met her when?” I ask.

He sighs. “7 months ago...when Sophia was still alive.”

“You have a picture” I just need to make sure this is the same Fiona I'm trying to get away from. He takes out his phone going through his pictures he finds one of Sophia and Fiona...the background looks like they were hiking somewhere. I nod my head looking up at him, placing my hand over my face to cover my eyes from the sun. “Yeah that's her”

“I've been trying to contact to ask her where she was when Sophia was killed but I could never find her, she was always busy or out of town. I'm just trying to get justice for Sophia. My buddy Ray he works for traffic control down at city hall and I asked him to take a couple of pictures for me…you know when the crash happened and he got me this picture”

He then shows a picture of a car half of the license plate is showing (LJD-)

I start to rise up from my seat. Looking down at him. “Do you think she knows what happened?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “I don't know but I want to find out why she’s doing all of this”

Well that's all I need to get started on this mission, I start to walk to my car. I hear Caleb yell out to me. “Wait where are you going?”

I unlock the car door, putting my foot inside I yell back. “WE are going over to her house”

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As we pull up to her address all of the confidence Caleb had vanished, he seemed a bit nervous. He turns to me when I stop the car. “She not home right?”

I roll my eyes, I've told him this about 4 times already she isn't here. I turn my car off pulling the keys out of the ignition. “No, she has her swimming at 3:45 and she’s in the pool for at least 1 hour so we got time.”

He sighs in relief placing his hand on his chest, he takes his seatbelt off. “Ok good cause I don't have time to be Live @ 5 getting arrested”

We both get out the car dashing to the front door. I jiggle the handle a little. “We are fine, the front door is locked obviously”

Back door.

Locked.

“Fuck it.” Caleb takes his hoodie off and punches into the glass window in one of the bedrooms. The glass shattering at our feet and I'm looking at him like he lost his mind. He climbs through the window and waits for me to climb through.

“Yeah real sneaky Caleb” I say as my arms cross over my chest.

He smacks his lips waving me off he starts walking out the room. “Hurry up and get in here”

I quickly climb through the window, making sure not to cut myself I try and figure out where Caleb went. When I walk out into the hallway in met with 3 sets of doors, obviously the room I just came out of. I grab the handle of the second door that's next door, it looks like a office I start to look around her desk area and I see the files that stated she switched her name to Fiona a couple of years ago.

I look some more seeing she has a frame wayyy up on her bookshelf that is standing right near the door. I use her swiveling chair to get a good lift, it's wobbly but I make it work. I grab the frame seeing that it's a high school certificate.

Jay bird High School

After discovering that I take out my phone taking a picture, I placed everything back in the original section and I proceed to walk out the room. I walk into the kitchen where I see Caleb rummaging through the her pantry. But what he pulls out I wasn't expecting, she has a glass container filled up with something that has a skull on it. And then it clicks.

It's the sodium diethyl.

I grab it from his hand setting it on the counter I take a picture. Then we continue on searching for any more evidence, I look over by the television and see something behind the t.v. stand. I ask Caleb to help me move it and when we do we hear something fall to the ground with a semi-loud Clank.

After discovering what it was Caleb freaks out he starts pacing around the room shouting profanities. When I look at it all I see is a license plate. Then I remember the picture he showed me.

Fiona killed Sophia.

We start to look around some more I got into her bedroom, looking around I don't see much. Just a queen sized bed, no covers just a blanket. I open her closet and that's when I see it.

She has posters up of I guess her previous “clients” all of them have an X  on them but when I look at mines, well mines has a star.

I wonder what that means?

I yell out for Caleb to come see that and when he comes in he's shocked. He starts taking pictures of everything.

Then we hear a door open.

The front door.

“Fuck!” Caleb says in a panic looking at me with wide eyes. “I thought you said she would be there for 1 hour”

“She must’ve cut it short” I whisper back at him I motion for him to hurry up and run into the other room to get out. “Go!!”

I try my best to follow behind him but I'm too slow, when I get to the hallway that leads to the other rooms I see Fiona coming around the corner “Damn it” I run back into the room, crawling under the bed. I place my hand over my mouth to stop myself from breathing so loud.

I see her footsteps walk in the room and I feel the bed dip down, I look around and see there's a bunch of junk food underneath this bed. I'm shocked I thought Fiona was all ‘I eat healthy and you should too.’  I hear the television come on and immediately recognize what she's watching...it's the recording of the news station covering the story about her father's death back in 2002.

I hear her sobbing. “I'm sorry daddy...I had to do it”

Something falls on the floor near me.

I try and push the bag of chips away from my body but I don't want her to hear my foot scrape across her wood floors. It's when I see her hand reaching for my foot and not the bag I start to panic.

But then the most amazing thing happens the doorbell rings.

Saved by the bell.

Once she leaves out the room I quickly crawl out from under the bed, running into the hallway and into the room where the window has been shattered. Not caring if I get cut I climb out the window and into the grass in her backyard. I run through her neighbor's yard and UPS happened to stop by so she can't see me getting in the car.

Once I'm in, I duck down in the back seat. Minutes later I see Caleb in the driver's seat, I pop up my head and scream. “Go drive!!”

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We are the library on one of the computers. I end up on Facebook and looked up this Jay bird High School and I find something interesting in the school’s yearbook there were some people who were photographed with Fiona it looked like a school newspaper.

I contacted one of the girls in the picture, I got to call her on the phone. Me and Caleb were anxious to find out what they knew about Jean Oliver. I hear the woman on the other end of the phone, “The name rings a bell…”

“So you knew Jean?” I asked.

“Well kind of, my old teacher was the school's newspaper chief...Sorry that's all I have”

Caleb takes over grabbing the phone from me, “Can we get his address? Or a phone number at least?”

“Yeah sure it's 738 Jordan way, WillBerry Oklahoma 73008.”

After a 5 hour drive we are finally here, in WilBerry. It looks like a sleepy town, not many people. When we get to the man's home he ushers us inside, his home looks warm, cozy. We all step into the living room Caleb takes a seat next to me on the brown loveseat. The old man takes a seat in his recliner. He takes a good look at us, giving a small smile. “I hear you've been looking for me”

I nod my head, pulling my body up placing my hands on my knees. “Yes yes….“I wanting some information on Fion- Jean Oliver?”

He nods slowly. “Oh yeah Jean she was actually apart of the newspaper over at the high school, Jean was one of my writers. She was always intelligent, helpful, but she had a mouth she would get kicked out of class a lot for talking back to her teachers. I always suspected from her behavior there were some problems at home...I could never get her to open up. It only got worse after her father died.”

Now I wanted to know more. I cross my legs leaning my body towards him, “Got worse how?”

“Well after the old man's funeral she got into a screaming match with my daughter things got physical and my daughter ended up in the hospital.”

I hear Caleb beside me. “You know what they were fight about?”

The old man shakes his head no. Raises his shoulders up shrugging. “Nope they wouldn't say....they both got suspended for two weeks though.”

I know this was a lot but I needed to speak to somebody who knew what happened...why it happened. I needed more information, I bite my lip and take a deep breath, “May I speak to your daughter?”

His eyebrows raise up, like he's shocked I would ask that, but he gladly complies. Rising up from the recliner he goes into the kitchen and comes back out with his phone book.“Well she's actually in Italy for some work thing. Here's her cell phone number.”

I take the little black and white striped phone book typing the woman's number in my contact list. I shake his hand after returning the book to him. “Thank you so much.”

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“Jean was unstable, we both were I started seeing a therapist and things changed for me I wanted the same for her.” Norma said to us, we were at a gas station near the edge of WillBerry.

I place my hand on my hip while pumping the gas. “She tried to kill my boyfriend.”

“I know she killed my girlfriend.” Caleb stated as he was right beside me handing me a Arizona iced tea.

I start to open the can when Norma begins speaking again. Her voice got softer, “I told her to get help, I should've told someone.”

I have a puzzled look on my face, I turn to Caleb, he looks confused as well. “Someone what?”

Norma sighs her voice trembling. “Jeans father didn't die by accident. She did it. I can't blame her, if my father treated me the way he did to her I would probably kill him too. I can never forget the look in her eyes it was like some wild animal when she attacked me. I've never been so scared for my life. Azeala you need to stay away from her she gets too attached and when you don't reciprocate that same feeling she snaps and that's when the bad things start happening.”

I roll my eyes and I take the gas pump out the fuel tank shaking the nozzle off a little before placing it back on the hook. I take the phone off speaker and place it in between my shoulder and my ear. “I appreciate your concern but she started this mess....and I'm surely going to finish it.”

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We were about 2 hours away from home when I decided to call her. “Hey Fiona..umm I actually wanted to meet up with you I honestly just want to talk about everything that has transpired these last couple of days”

She has a sort of desperation in her voice. “You really wanna talk?”

I nod my head and smile a little, trying to make it more believable. “Yeah yeah can you just meet me at the gym?”

“Ok yeah...I'll meet you there.”

Once I place my finger in the end call button I hear Caleb, “How’d she sound?” He asks while he's driving slow, approaching some traffic he stops behind a car.

I snort. “She actually sounded happy”

“You ready?” I can sense his voice is uneasy.

“Lets get this started.”

[mizgnomer]

David Tennant and Olivia Colman - Broadchurch buddies supporting charities together

Featured charities:

NSCP’s Lend a Hand

Save the Arctic

It’s a No Brainer  Brain Tumor Charity

1in4 Mental Health Awareness

Hannah’s Willberry Wonder Pony

Circle Scotland

Stand up to Cancer

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FMB to raise funds for Hannah's Willberry Wonder Pony Charity and British Equestrians for Ukraine

FMB to raise funds for Hannah’s Willberry Wonder Pony Charity and British Equestrians for Ukraine

FMB to raise funds for Hannah’s Willberry Wonder Pony Charity and British Equestrians for Ukraine FMBs Therapy Systems have announced the launch of a fundraising draw aimed at raising vital funds for one of equestrian’s much-loved charities, Hannah’s Willberry Wonder Pony Charity, and the new campaign, ‘British Equestrians for Ukraine’. Fifty percent of the proceeds from the draw will be donated…

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#kickingcancersbutt is the daily and important task for the @willberrywonderpony 🙏🏻But during the nations cup at Bishop Burton yesterday someone seems to have gone all in to kick Willberry in the face 🙀 😉 #ponies #charity #jumping #horses #equestrian #beatit #jumpers #luxuryoffice #liveforthestory #ridsport #paardensport #paardenfotograaf #horsephotography (at Bishop Burton Equine Centre)