This is the sort of thing a cashless society robs us of, the opportunity to try to get away with paying the bus fare in Carthaginian currency www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
This is the sort of thing a cashless society robs us of, the opportunity to try to get away with paying the bus fare in Carthaginian currency www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
an exhausted orange cat, on a pillow, yawning widely
Give me my fucking hour back. I need it
Part of a page of a medieval manuscript that had a hole cut into it. Underneath it is a restoration of a large decorated B, which would have been in this place, and which was restored by Eliza. The letter emulates the medieval style of script, but the image inside it is in a late 18th century style, showing a verdant tree standing against a green bucolic landscape.
In the 1790s a London woman named Eliza Denyer developed a modest reputation as a restorer of medieval manuscripts. She was forgotten by scholars and, in one case, her restorations were deliberately replaced by a man’s. I recovered her story & tracked all her known work here: tinyurl.com/2ktztx2e
A newspaper headline from over a century ago, reading: WOMEN ANARCHISTS HAVE BECOME THE TERROR OF WORLDS POLICE Their Daring Crimes Are Said to Have Out- stripped the Deeds of Brothers of the Red Search for the Woman is Becoming a Safe Rule in Crimes Proceeding From Anarchistic Violence—The Guardians of the World Nearly Always Finda Woman Implicated When a Ruler is Stricken Down—Emotional Women Lose Sense of Fear.
Happy International Women's Day. 🏴
just listened to this on my bus commute yesterday! Überlin is amazing but I love the joyful vibe of It Happened Today
"SHIT"
"FUCK"
"NO"
"FUCK"
"SHIT"
"FUCK"
My photo shows a museum display with colourful Minoan pottery cups arranged on three clear shelves, one above the other. These cups, known as Kamares Ware, are from Phaistos, Crete. They were made in palace workshops, c. 1800-1700 BC. The cups range in shape and size from conic and cylindrical cups (top and middle shelves) to hemispherical and carinated shaped cups (bottom shelf). They are decorated with multi-coloured geometric motifs; with spirals and swirls painted in red and white pigment on black.
Sipping my coffee ☕️ and thinking about these marvellous Minoan cups!
They look so modern it’s incredible to think they were made during the Bronze Age some 3,800 years ago!
Heraklion Archaeological Museum, Crete. 📷 by me
#Archaeology
🎶you can’t always get what you want🎶
Universal income, just to say something that hasn’t been said yet. Fund the arts, fund the humanities, raise the federal minimum wage, pay homemakers a living wage. Let people live in dignity, since apparently that requires money
As You Like It, the most gender of all the plays
honorable mentions to Pericles Prince of Tyre which is just so damn good, Comedy of Errors which is a 10 for $10 deal on laffs, Twelfth Night for also having all the gender, and Hamlet and Richard II if we’re actually being serious about it
he’s just like me fr 😍
🌈✨birefringence✨🌈
I have a new favorite word
what is it they say? “the loudest longest YEAH BOIIIIIIII ever”? www.inverse.com/entertainmen...
oh
oh no
(oh YES)
Both covers of a seed catalog from Currie Bros of Milwaukee, Wis., featuring color illustrations of tulips and daffodils
Here’s an 1893 seed catalog to soothe the soul
My workplace was doing a bunch of shots for free except for COVID which was billed to your insurance. I didn’t have adequate insurance, so I only got a flu shot. Probably not an uncommon scenario
The moon going from full moon to a red moon and starting to go back to a normal full moon, then my camera battery door fell off.
Here's my first edit on the March 3rd Lunar Eclipse. 15 moon shots, 1 foreground. Taken over a 3 hourish period.
When someone says „Scientists do not want you to know“ you can dismiss everything from there on. Scientists want you to know. They are desperate that you know. They can’t shut up about what they found out and want you to know.
When you click the "beautify slide" AI feature in Google Slides.
NOT A JOKE
listen i love ao3 as much as the next guy but ive seen people quit fic writing over the past few years because people comment and engage with authors way less, and then everyone still freaks out when ao3 goes down- if a fic is irreplaceable to u, let the author know!
The last point is critical. The media LOVES war, like you love your kids, your spouse, your parents, but more.
So many of them have dreamed of being war correspondents sending dispatches from the front line. It genuinely confuses them and hurts their feelings when people think it's not a good idea.
I think about this Tony Benn speech much more than I used to
what I’m learning from these responses is that only children generally were not raised to be All About Me; conversely we have independence/perfectionist/inferiority complexes the size of the fucking sun
I always say I was never socialized properly
Screenshot of The Abbess Garden. UI of a book over an autumnal garden. The book depict calendula on the left and sage on the right.
Screenshot of The Abbess Garden. Dialog between the main character, Agnes, a young peasant, with Robert Arnauld d'Andilly, a noble man. Behind here is Antoine Arnaud. Behind them, a map of the abbey.
Screenshot of The Abbess Garden. Agnès is watering calendula in summer. The grass is yellow, the trees bright green. There are borage, Iris and sunflowers in sight.
Screenshot of The Abbess Garden. Agnès is digging out a plant in a snowy garden.
🌸The Abbess Garden 🌸
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coworkers and I could not figure out how a) it’s already March but also b) February was the length of at least two Januaries
YUP!
I am an only child.
My parents looked at me upon the occasion of my birth and said “yikes well no more of that then!”
Black and white photo of a longhaired tabby cat crouched on a tree branch, looking down toward the camera.
Arboreal cryptid. Photo from my collection, ca. 1950s.
Honestly it feels like we've been in varying shades of "emotionally dysregulated and dealing with that by posting" for the better part of the last decade