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Tau was snoozling in the lounge of Angels' Wings when the hatch buzzed.
"I'll get it!" screamed Bebe running to the hatch.
"Oh. It's you," she said when she saw Lusa.
Lusa was wearing blue gloves.
"Is Tau here?" she asked.
"He's in the lounge," Bebe said.
They walked down the corridor. (1/5) #wss366

post nur tri tagoj… la neĝo malaperas, kaj buntaj floroj / after only three days… the snow disappears, and colorful flowers #hajko #haiku #esperanto

Some things just need to be barked at. #DogsOfMastodon

In Japan, they have the Yakult Lady helping older people age gracefully: https://www.bbc.com/travel/article/20260302-the-yoghurt-delivery-women-combatting-loneliness-in-japan

Whereas in the US, people are like, "Gawd! Why are you still here? Why don't you just die already?"

It's not from the COVID region of France, it's just sparkling respiratory illness.

When the well is dry… https://stevendbrewer.com/when-the-well-is-dry/ #writing #writinglife

From Lady Cecelia's Temptation, an omake story for my unpublished sapphic romantasy road-story, Lady Cecelia's Journey. You can receive updates when it is scheduled for publication through my monthly newsletter. https://author-sdbrewer.micro.blog/subscribe/

"I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance, Milord," she breathed, with a curtsy.
Helia gaped, looking back and forth between them exchanging pleasantries, as though they were at a social club and not among soldiers in a forest. (3/3) #wss366

Cecelia offered him her most gracious smile. "Lady Cecelia Aster Aspidelle of Belleriand."
"By the skies, but you're a trial," he said. He bowed. "Lord Major Dexter Hillsong of Havelock. How do you do, Milady?" (2/3) #wss366

Cecelia tried to observe carefully, counting the numbers of men and types of arms they carried.
The officer took note of Cecelia making careful observations of the Havelock forces. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Just who are you?" he asked, eyeing her. (1/3) #wss366

el pasintjaro, folioj de l' hostao… palimpsestecaj / from last year, leaves of the hosta… like palimpsests #hajko #haiku #esperanto

I have decided I may have one more cup of coffee before I descend to my subterranean lair.

A pretty sunset coming down Orchard Hill. #WesternMass

Wow. There are so many pictures of cats on Mastodon tonight… It's almost like it's #Caturday or… Oh.

Tonight, I read a great article by @pluralistic about RSS: https://pluralistic.net/2026/03/07/reader-mode/#personal-disenshittification

Best of all, I discovered the post in my RSS feed reader. About a month ago, I set up FreshRSS: https://stevendbrewer.com/finally-set-up-freshrss/

Having a feed reader again has been transformative. I realized something today: the Web seemed magical when it was a way to connect with real people. When the corporations moved in, it lost that quality. But now that they're enshittified, you can rediscover the open web where it's always been!

War, by any other name, still stinks. https://stevendbrewer.com/war-by-any-other-name-still-stinks/

To be clear, I am not just "anti war." I am also against using the military to attack other countries to destroy things and kill a lot of their people under other circumstances as well.

After dinner, the boy got out his homework while his mom washed the dishes.
"How can you tell which ones are the constant ants?" he asked.
"Constant ants?" Mom said. She dried her hands off and came over to look at his worksheet.
"Yeah," he said. "Which letters are the constant ants?"
"I think you mean 'consonants'…" she said. She tried not to chuckle.
"It's all the ones that aren't #bowels…"
She snorted and tried not to laugh out loud. #wss366

Tanuki-chan is certain that she should be a lap dog — even when she's bigger than the person whose lap she wants to sit on. #DogsOfMastodon

Here's a sound recording of bugling elk: https://www.nps.gov/subjects/sound/sounds-elk.htm