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pizzahutdemodisc · 4 months ago
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Grown from seed in two months. Three of them have to be about twenty feet tall.
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sadboygrim · 7 months ago
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“Kerry’s” Grocery Store (2014)
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fragrantblossoms · 1 year ago
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Theodore Fonville Winans. Native Children, 1934.
Theodore Fonville Winans (American/Louisiana, 1911-1992). Boats on the River, 1934.
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matthewdwhite · 2 years ago
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Pointe-aux-Chênes, LA 3/23 
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crystalplumage · 2 years ago
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Louisiana
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raykat05 · 8 months ago
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I'm from South Louisiana. My favorite thing about spring is the native plants that blossom at this time. Purple, yellow, and pink Irises, pink and white buttercups, and the white flowers on the wild black berry bushes are all on display. Two and a half years ago, my small bayou hometown was destroyed by hurricane Ida. We're below sea level, so flood surges disturbed our grassy areas and further eroded our already rapidly eroding shoreline. If you've ever lived through a natural disaster, then you know nothing grew that next spring. The one after was better. A few buttercups maybe and dandelions came back, but that was about it. But I was running some errands yesterday and had to stop my car on our empty road that's all just national forest land. Pink irises had sprung up in the ditch. Black berry bushes bloomed in the last couple of weeks as well. Buttercups have been popping up all along the roadside. It's cliche to say, but damn isn't that what spring is about. New birth. New beginnings.
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pizzahutdemodisc · 2 months ago
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🌬️Live from The Hidden Mist Village/Live from Silent Hill🌫️
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sadboygrim · 8 months ago
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Portals to new WRLDS🕳️
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shvoowsh · 1 year ago
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no!! yank is someone from the northeast!!
yank poll incoming
Bonus points if you reblog and tag where you're from and your answer. thank you kisskiss
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musictyme · 10 months ago
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S Dott - Slow Wind
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crystalplumage · 2 years ago
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Robert’s Cove, LA
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cjoat-boost · 8 months ago
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Creole trail riding clubs were formed in South Louisiana in the 18th century. A sustained Black American tradition.
Photography by Jeremiah Ariaz
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honeyrosepetals · 6 months ago
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biohazardbaby · 6 months ago
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shvoowsh · 1 month ago
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that’s. that’s gordon’s number
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get it done
Among his other activities, [Steve Wozniak] collects phone numbers, and his longtime goal has been to acquire a number with seven matching digits. But for most of Woz’s life there were no Silicon Valley exchanges with three matching digits, so Woz had to be satisfied with numbers like 221-1111. Then, one day, while eavesdropping on cell phone calls, Woz begin hearing a new exchange: 888. And then, after more months of scheming and waiting, he had it: 888-8888. This was his new cell-phone number, and his greatest philonumerical triumph. The number proved unusable. It received more than a hundred wrong numbers a day. Given that the number is virtually impossible to misdial, this traffic was baffling. More strange still, there was never anybody talking on the other end of the line. Just silence. Or, not silence really, but dead air, sometimes with the sound of a television in the background, or somebody talking softly in English or Spanish, or bizarre gurgling noises. Woz listened intently. Then, one day, with the phone pressed to his ear, Woz heard a woman say, at a distance, “Hey, what are you doing with that?” The receiver was snatched up and slammed down. Suddenly, it all made sense: the hundreds of calls, the dead air, the gurgling sounds. Babies. They were picking up the receiver and pressing a button at the bottom of the handset. Again and again. It made a noise: “Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.” The children of America were making their first prank call. And the person who answered the phone was Woz.
“The World According to Woz” in Wired (September 1998)
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degenderates · 1 year ago
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Eve's Bayou (1997), dir. Kasi Lemmons
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