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"Brunhilde!" the bear growled, sternly. "You need to be more careful. Look where you're going! You could have hurt yourself. Or bumped into someone and hurt them."
He set her back on her feet.
She stood, looking down and shifting from foot to foot.
"I'm sowwy," she whispered. (3/4) #wss366

He looked around and spotted Brunhilde running at full speed through the crowd chasing a butterfly. He broke into a charge and leapt, skidding across the grass, and just managed to get a paw out and catch her before she ran headlong into a grill. (2/4) #wss366

Yesterday, I went to the UMass Sunwheel to the watch the sunrise on the winter solstice. https://stevendbrewer.com/solstice-sunrise-at-the-sunwheel/ #WesternMass

I have completed my last meeting of 2025. I AM FREE! Now I need to decide whether I want to dive into a writing project or, you know, just mess around on the Internet.

He took his arm. "You just had a few too many Dry Tortugas."
The captain glared at his mate, eyes bloodshot. "Aye. Them Tortugas sneak up on ye!"
"Well, they are just rum…"
"Rum!" the captain bellowed. "A tot of rum for all hands!"
The men cheered.
"Aye-aye, Cap'n," his mate sighed. (2/2) #wss366

"Arr!" bellowed the captain to his men. "Batten down the hatches!"
"Look out, Cap'n!" called the first mate, seizing the captain to arrest his fall.
"The seas be wild tonight!" the captain roared. "The deck she pitches awful fierce!"
"We're on dry land, Cap'n," the first mate said. (1/2) #wss366