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<p>I received my NO AI pin from Duck
I received my NO AI pin from Duck Dock Go.
<p>If anyone's curious what the
If anyone's curious what the flowers mean, I've written a post about the Language of Flowers to clarify: https://stevendbrewer.com/the-language-of-flowers/
<p>"Would you like me to cut and
"Would you like me to cut and arrange them for you?" Cecelia asked, getting out her clippers.
"No," Serena said. "For this, I'd like to do it myself. But would you keep me company?"
Cecelia smiled and nodded. (4/4) #wss366
<p>"Evening Primrose? Saint John&
"Evening Primrose? Saint John's Wort? Tansy?"
Cecelia sucked air through her teeth.
"My… Yes, I have those."
Serena thought for a moment.
"Any colt's foot?" she asked.
Cecelia shook her head. "No, those are out of season."
"A pity," Serena said. (3/4) #wss366
<p>Serena entered the botanical garden
Serena entered the botanical garden in Ravensbelth.
Cecelia was taking notes in her notebook. She looked up and smiled.
"And how is my sister this morning?" she asked.
"I am well," Serena replied. "But I need to send a bouquet to… an acquaintance." (1/4) #wss366
<p>"Are you suffering from an
"Are you suffering from an insufficiency of drama? Do you WANT something?" #DogsOfMastodon
<p>Lambda locked eyes with Totemo and
Lambda locked eyes with Totemo and barked.
They stared at one another in silence.
"Alright!" she snapped, finally. "You win. We can go."
Lambda, tongue lolling, preceded Totemo out of the office.
"You sure know how to fight dirty," Totemo grumbled, as she turned out the lights. (3/3) #wss366
<p>Totemo Isogashii and Lambda returned
Totemo Isogashii and Lambda returned to the office after hours. Totemo had said she wanted just a few minutes to finish one thing. Lambda laid on the floor, eyes closed, while Totemo reviewed figures for a report and then crosschecked the results.
Minutes passed, then turned into hours. (1/3) #wss366
<p>"I'm the one in charge of
"I'm the one in charge of your security! How do you think it would make me look if something happened to you?"
"Oh. I guess you're right. I'm sorry, Lieutenant."
"Now, get in," he said, with a smile. "I'll escort you back." (3/3) #wss366 from Campshire!
<p>"Oh," Revin said,
"Oh," Revin said, embarrassed. "I guess I forgot to notify them because this was a spur-of-the-moment thing."
The Lieutenant flicked his forehead.
"Ow! What was that for?" (2/3) #wss366
<p>Tonight, I'm hosting a Straw Dog
Tonight, I'm hosting a Straw Dog Writers Guild workshop about Scrivener (and other software for writing). It's being held in the North Amherst Library Community Room at 7pm: https://strawdogwriters.org/event/writers-tools-scrivener-ms-word-and-google-docs #WesternMass
<p>"You've to help me!"
"You've to help me!" Cecelia heard a man pleading with Kasseh. "I forgot it was my anniversary. I need something good. Fast!"
Fifteen minutes later, Kasseh came upstairs with a heavy pouch of coins in her hand.
"Grab your coat," she said. "Let's go out for dinner." (4/4) #wss366
<p>They sat across the table from one
They sat across the table from one another, locked eyes, and were about to dip their spoons in when there was a loud knock on the door. Then again. Kasseh sighed and pushed back from the table. She went downstairs to answer the door. (3/4) #wss366
<p>Sales hadn't been good, recently
Sales hadn't been good, recently. Things weren't yet desperate, but she was trying to cut grocery costs. And Kasseh was working long hours to make her shop profitable.
"I got a hambone to season it with," Cecelia said. "That's probably what you smell." (2/4) #wss366
<p>"[…] it's been a Very Long
"[…] it's been a Very Long Time since I wrote any software."
"Bah. It's like riding a bicycle. You just fall and get some broken bones, now and again." #NoContextForYou
<p>"Two days ago, at most,"
"Two days ago, at most," she said.
"Thank you, Ms Bellox."
Veronica waited for a moment to see if the Chief would offer any more information but, when none was forthcoming, she turned and departed. (4/4) #wss366 from The Ground Never Lies