Pictures, water, meme

May 14, 2011 13:12

To make up for spamming you with BUGS last time, here are some flowers. (Fair warning: most of them are me screwing around with the pre-sets on my camera, so there are several shots of the same primrose bed from the same angle in "Expressive" or "Pinhole Camera" or whatever mode.)

Primroses and Gerber daisies )

photos, gonna need an ark, meme

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rowdycamels May 15 2011, 00:00:38 UTC
"wow, you can really tell birds are related to dinosaurs-the ugly ones" stage

hehehe awwwww.

the possibility of this flood being the one to make the Mississippi jump its banks and start sending most of its water through the Atchafalaya River

Good grief, yet another reason not to be in Crazytowne, aka the Gulf. They are Nature's red-headed stepchild.

Meme: Ethan, from BoP. MUAHAHAH THE ENABLEMENT SHOE IS ON THE OTHER FOOT.

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icepixie May 15 2011, 20:56:48 UTC
hehehe awwwww.

At least they grow into cuteness!

Good grief, yet another reason not to be in Crazytowne, aka the Gulf. They are Nature's red-headed stepchild.

Signs you should not live in a place: when it's BELOW SEA LEVEL. Also, when you have levy'd up the river so much that boats pass by ABOVE YOUR HEAD.

MUAHAHAH THE ENABLEMENT SHOE IS ON THE OTHER FOOT.MWAHAHAHAHA. Okay ( ... )

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rowdycamels May 19 2011, 03:08:35 UTC
Awwwwww the only kid who ever successfully fought off Ye Olde Dysentery awwwwww!!!!

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icepixie May 20 2011, 02:29:09 UTC
Awwwwwwwww!!!

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singer_shaper May 15 2011, 19:42:31 UTC
For the meme: Myka. I forgot that you watch Warehouse 13?

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icepixie May 17 2011, 01:12:14 UTC
[It's been a while since I watched the show, and I don't think I've actually seen all the episodes, but I do remember Myka's family ran a book store and she's into novels, so I'm taking that and running with it!]

One of Myka's happiest memories is of reading Possession the summer she was nineteen, curled up in the window seat of her parents' book store. It was, perhaps, the perfect book for her at that age, half of it being devoted to the Victorians she couldn't get enough of in her English classes, and the other half to people who read their books and poetry for a living, but still managed to have adventures and fall in love. She wanted her life to be like that--perhaps not in the specifics, but in the general outline. As she read, feeling like she was not just reading the words but breathing them in, just as she breathed in the smell of paper and ink from the store, she would occasionally drift into a daydream of the excitement that kind of life would hold. She couldn't wait to embrace it.

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