#high grass

[tofreezetime]

summertime... and the livin's easy

[kittyb1tz]

the rebirth of a legend....

[foolishlovers]

anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough

[kagooleo]

johto’s champion and chronicler for the deity of the ilex shrine, it’s lyra!🌿

this one took me a while due to trying out different techniques (studying a Lot of art nouveau) and making a couple changes to her outfit (the details help), but I’d like to think she’s learned a lot in her journey and wanted to reflect her experience more in her champion fit

her specialty would be in fairy types and her meganium’s divergent evolution is grass/fairy 🧚🪷

and a bonus w/ the johto gang after the photoshoot!

[chongoblog]

I remember I tried the Pokemon TCG by opening the game and replaying the tutorial to make sure I remember all the rules and stuff and they gave me a starter deck, with your standard Charmaders, Zigzagoons, and all that. So I play against some bots and get some wins. Then I decide to play a match online and turn one my opponent drops, like Genesect EX or some shit.

[dk-thrive]

Sea Grass in Twilight. 5:38 am. 55° F. September 24, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

[hedgehog-moss]

The great jungle fence of 2023

I'm jealous of my neighbour's extremely lush grass so I want to let my pasture rest for a bit. Which means partitioning it so the animals can't graze one half of it for a while.

Of course, this means telling Pampe she can't go somewhere.

I chose the dividing line carefully. There's a dense jungle-like area in the middle of the pasture that I've never seen the animals try to cross, they go around it, so it can act as a natural fence. I built 2 temporary fences on either side of the jungle to finish cutting the pasture in two. The setup looks like this:

The fenced areas on either side of the jungle are made up of sheep netting, one length planted in the ground, and another above it, attached to tree branches with string (they are also tied to one another), so the fence reaches a height of 2 Pandolf.

I have weighed down the bottom of the fence with heavy branches so the llamas can't crawl underneath. (Before I did that, when the fence was still under construction, Poldine decided to make her mother happy by showing her she'd listened to Pampe's life lessons. Pampe behind her was bursting with pride.)

Finally, in one particularly at-risk area, I made a quadruple fence using 4 lengths of sheep netting + 1 piece of rigid mesh fence, tied to one another and to nearby trees with string. Look at the below pictures. Zoom in. Do you understand this fence? No? Good. Neither will Pampe.

Don't mind me just playing 5D chess with my llama.

There's no way she'll win. For the first time in four years I will be victorious.

Okay, let's get to the point of this post.

(Bonus question, do you think she'll try indiana jonesing her way to freedom or that she'll focus on the fenced areas? Crossing the jungle might be easier but Pampe doesn't like easy, she likes mind games and destruction.)

P.S.1: for people who started following me recently, you might want to check out my llama drama tag to understand who Pampérigouste is.

P.S.2: I don't know if this will factor in your decision, but when I last saw Pampe behind 5 layers of fence she appeared to be smirking.

[violent138]

Bruce Wayne would make contingency plans very much like an apoptopic bleb, where the goal was to keep the effects of his death as contained as he could, and even account for his kids' reactions. I can see Alfred/someone else manning the Cave, sending out posthumous instructions to keep everyone kicking, ease the transition into a possible new Batman/no Batman (with separate plans for each possible successor), and about forty different contingencies coming into play at the Watchtower, possibly even in the form of an encoded Kryptonian AI Bruce, who comes programmed with an insult Hal Jordan feature.

[adventuresofalgy]

Exploring a wee bit further afield, after the storm had passed, Algy was reminded just how resilient many plants were in this rugged landscape that was vigoroulsy swept by the wind as frequently as humans swept their floors – or probably a great deal more often, if he considered the case of certain human beings of his acquaintance… 😄

Algy knew that the rough moorland grasses took almost everything the weather could throw at them in their stride, regardless of the season, but here and there a few brave flowers could still be found, poking up through the windswept vegetation, although it was now late October. And he was genuinely surprised to discover a clump of heather still in bloom… Many of its flowers had long since faded, of course, but there were quite a few fresh new bells among them. That was indeed an unexpected delight, and so Algy settled down upon the soft grasses, with his back to the stiff breeze which was still blowing his hair feathers into his eyes, and contemplated what must surely now be the last of the heather for this year.

This particular plant, whose success was no doubt largely owing to the fact that it clung very close to the ground, could hardly be said to be "high waving heather" – and if it had been, the flowers would almost certainly have been destroyed in the recent stormy blasts – but it nevertheless reminded Algy of one of his favourite poems about a moorland environment:

High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Earth rising to heaven and heaven descending, Man's spirit away from its drear dungeon sending, Bursting the fetters and breaking the bars. All down the mountain sides wild forests lending One mighty voice to the life-giving wind, Rivers their banks in their jubilee rending, Fast through the valleys a reckless course wending, Wider and deeper their waters extending, Leaving a desolate desert behind. Shining and lowering and swelling and dying, Changing forever from midnight to noon; Roaring like thunder, like soft music sighing, Shadows on shadows advancing and flying, Lighning-bright flashes the deep gloom defying, Coming as swiftly and fading as soon.

[Algy is quoting the poem High waving heather by the early 19th century English writer Emily Brontë.]

[captainofthetidesbreath]

between the memes for Chet's death (as werewolf grandpa would've wanted, had it stuck) and the tears for FCG's death (as therapy robot would've wanted), we've experienced the full spectrum of posting through a PC death last night

[gaeboy69420]

Please tell me I’m not insane

[dazesanddoodles]

just a couple of gal pals

[abirddogmoment]

The swamp grass suddenly got so tall!

[sneezarify]

grass is really grassing and boyyyyy my nose has taken note.

I don’t know how else to describe this eternal itch, but it feels like my nose swollen and full of powdery pollen. I can feel it, coursing through my sinuses from the tip right to the top of my nose where my eyes meet the bridge.

I’m on an endless cycle… a constant barrage of fluttery tickles that build and build to an intense itchiness you just can’t ignore. It causes my nostrils to twitch dance and jig on my face as I hitch and itch until finally maybe I’ll sneeze… or just as likely, I’ll false start.

One things is for sure, there is nothing like that all consuming allergy itch, where you face is buzzing with tickling irritation to bring on some wickedly harsh sneezes.

I love the English countryside, but it does not like me.

[respectthepetty]

Omegaverse in BL. Tul retires. Singto is back at GMMTV. James is out of Love Upon a Time. YinWar heist BL through their own company. Wabi Sabi Studios actors moving to other companies. Jojo back directing The Heart Killers. Barcode is leaving BoC. I'm the Most Beautiful Count exists.

Every day in Thai portion of BL Land is a new emotion. Like, can we chill the fuck out please?! I need everyone to take a damn siesta. I just need a minute to catch my breath, Thailand!

FUCK!

[prncssguya]

i just woke up and i guess we are fucked huh. cool. great. get me out of this fucking country i’m so serious like… i’m over it. i cannot handle four more years of constant chaos and bullshit everyday