Natasha 
🇪🇺The Em-pie Strikes Back
(as it's a vegetarian pie, can it do the Kessel Run in twelve parsnips?)
Mike Bloomfield
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Historian, avid bicyclist, hopeful that the planet's wealth can be shared more equitably and humans leave enough room for most species to survive our imposition upon the natural order.
Lorna Peel'A beautiful, gritty tale of love, despair, and learning to trust, set in Ireland in the 19th Century.'
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sgt1372#Justice . . .
This was a tragedy for the young Latino family of 4 who died at the hands of an apparently incompetent female senior citizen driver.
A purported witness stated that the driver had hit the accelerator instead of the brake which is typical of these types of accidents involving seniors but this apparently was not a "fact" mentioned in court.
No one wins but as a senior citizen who is a retired lawyer & cop & also Asian American, I think that this woman should have a least gotten 3 months of county jail time for "symbolic" reasons & she should have lost her right to drive "permanently', not just for 3 years.
Her attempt to transfer assets after the accident did not reflect well upon her & she is likely to lose most if not all of her assets after the civil cases are litigated.
There were no winners in this tragic incident.
Michelle
Norcal Gma 2Years ago when my husband was gone aerial firefighting for at least half of every year I found myself needing a gate.
Because of his job I was totally responsible for the home front for long periods of time
Even though a fancy electric gate would have been ideal it didn't fit in my budget so I improvised.
I installed a cattle gate with a remote.
It wasn't pretty but served the purpose until this morning.
My husband decided to move his truck to make room for the mobile groomer.
He took out my gate in the process.
We are all sad but fixing the damage is a priority.
I am sure these gates are still available.
Grandkids are coming to the rescue because I'm not strong enough to wrestle this kind of weight anymore.
The good news is that the post is still solid and it's not raining today.
It is always something.
Because of his job I was totally responsible for the home front for long periods of time
Even though a fancy electric gate would have been ideal it didn't fit in my budget so I improvised.
I installed a cattle gate with a remote.
It wasn't pretty but served the purpose until this morning.
My husband decided to move his truck to make room for the mobile groomer.
He took out my gate in the process.
We are all sad but fixing the damage is a priority.
I am sure these gates are still available.
Grandkids are coming to the rescue because I'm not strong enough to wrestle this kind of weight anymore.
The good news is that the post is still solid and it's not raining today.
It is always something.
Heidi Li FeldmanEven if you don’t live in #SantaFe, I’d be grateful for any help spreading the word⬇️
Just as I was starting to fundraise to continue my fight for a street use permit for a City March in Santa Fe for No Kings, this message from Santa Fe City Manager arrived. Victory!
When I was growing up here in Humboldt County we only had two kinds of weather. We started and ended our days with fog unless it was raining which might be a daily occurrence for months at a time.
Feeling the cool mist of the fog on the beach this morning took me back to my childhood.
My family was poor. We didn't have a car, made all of our own clothes and polished our shoes to make them look more presentable. Like other financially challenged folks we were proud.
Sometimes on the weekends my dad would borrow the neighbor's car and we would spend two days on the beach. We picked surf fish off the sand, cleaned and cooked them in a cast iron fry pan. We ate them with our fingers. So good.
A generation later I did the same with my kids.
My vegetarian grandkids weren't interested but loved the beach.
This was my mother on the same beach Summer and I walk.
A Wailaki woman and a survivor.
She taught me what she could.
Feeling the cool mist of the fog on the beach this morning took me back to my childhood.
My family was poor. We didn't have a car, made all of our own clothes and polished our shoes to make them look more presentable. Like other financially challenged folks we were proud.
Sometimes on the weekends my dad would borrow the neighbor's car and we would spend two days on the beach. We picked surf fish off the sand, cleaned and cooked them in a cast iron fry pan. We ate them with our fingers. So good.
A generation later I did the same with my kids.
My vegetarian grandkids weren't interested but loved the beach.
This was my mother on the same beach Summer and I walk.
A Wailaki woman and a survivor.
She taught me what she could.
PepijnHi #fediverse. We need to talk about something.
While talking to a colleague about how I recently learned most people have never sat on a cow it came up that she has never sat on a horse. Like, not even once during childhood.
Another colleague admitted they also have never sat on a horse.
My hypothesis is that most people have at one point in their life sat on a horse.
🏇 🐎 🐴
Have you sat on a horse?
Please boost for scientific accuracy.
| Yes | |
| No |
Poll ends at .
Cat 🐈🥗 (D.Burch) 
