Haven’t tweeted in almost half a year but I just gotta say, Only Murders in the Building is deeply terrible, utterly unwatchable tv.
It was a bright and temperate morning in the obscure European village. The air was confidently spring-bound and everything in view was charming and open. Having nothing in particular to do, I thought of cherries and the thought of cherries, too.
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A black-crowned night heron using a fly as bait to catch a fish
Pretty smart
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thank you for everything you taught me ♥️ (how to level a table on a sloped floor)
I didn’t leave the house for 4 days in a row. Barely able to maintain basic comms with people in my personal life. “Comms”… ;(
Anyway, now I am in a cabin in the woods. I can walk; see a river that’s color I could/would never describe. Checking out to check back in etc
I wonder Susan Howe, or Fanny Howe, any Howe, says stuff like, “Howe so?” Or “How? Susan. That’s Howe.” Or “Howe’re we today?” Or “Howe sad, Howe mad, Howe destroy” or “Howe are you still reading this?” Or “Howedy” etc … that’d be so friggin’ cool








