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james_davis_nicoll - Lost Souls Meet Under a Full Moon (Lost Souls, volume 1) by Mizuki Tsujimuraoursin - (no subject)rydra_wong - So, 1000xResistjazzfish - questions here are useless, nothing answers backwychwood - and bunting in the red town hall says "Merry Christmas to you all"james_davis_nicoll - What the hell is this?james_davis_nicoll - Bundle of Holding: Old Gods of Appalachiatamaranth - 2025/197: The Listeners — Maggie Stiefvaterwearing_tearing - reading not-on-wednesdays #48 ★ favorite reads, 2025oursin - In the bleak midwinter - parakeets!james_davis_nicoll - A Torrent of Faces by James Blish & Norman L. Knightoursin - (no subject)azdak - Knives Out IIIowlectomy - (no subject)osprey_archer - Picture Book Advent, Week Threeoursin - The Kraken Wakes?james_davis_nicoll - Bundle of Holding: DIE the RPGoffcntr - Smashing successoffcntr - The future of artoffcntr - For science!momijizukamorimomijizukamorijames_davis_nicoll
rydra_wongjazzfishWe lose our use of colour
Just water on the brush
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Luxury felt like a different game when the people involved were officially enemies of the state. [loc. 1328]
Appalachia, 1942: the luxe Avallon hotel has been designated as an 'assembly point for Axis diplomats and their families' -- an arrangement made by the Gilfoyles. who own the hotel. June Hudson just runs it (and is conducting an ongoing clandestine affair with Gilfoyle heir Edgar: clandestine because she comes from an unsuitable, i.e. poor, background). The luxuries of the hotel, and the benefits of the mysterious 'sweetwaters' that bubble and flow beneath it, are turned to the service of Nazis and fascists, and it's up to June to keep the peace between the various Japanese and German factions, the hotel's staff, and the FBI.
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oursinHad not been seeing these lately, but over the past few days have been spotting several out of the back windows.
Which is one cheering thing among various niggles and peeves -
Yesterday I was informed that my order from Boots was being delivered, and then got two texts saying they had tried to deliver it but no-one answered. WOT. There was somebody here all the time.
Also a text that my other package (fresh yeast via eBay) had been delivered (this comes through the letterbox) - no sign of this so presume it has gone to the wrong door, and so far nobody has come round to pop it through ours.*
However, at least the Boots parcel turned up today: address label had street number blurred so reasons for mistaking, usual postperson recognised name, possibly yesterday was a seasonal worker?
Other annoyance: Kobo ereader running very sluggish - though this does not seem to apply across all books, which is weird?? Anyway, I connected to wifi in order to update the software, as possibly bearing on the matter, and dash it, it synced a whole load of things I had already downloaded and I have been obliged to clean up the duplicates.
I am, though, grateful that Christmas grocery orders have been nothing missing and no substitutions except for 1 thing which was not at all critical. Also oops, the pudding I ordered was rather smaller than I anticipated, but I feel one can have too much Xmas pud, and there are mince pies, brandy butter, etc.
In further happy news, the Lincolnshire Wolds Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty has been saved from oil drilling.
^ETA: somebody from 2 doors down brought it round this evening. The address on the package was perfectly clear.
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azdakowlectomyosprey_archeroursin2025 is ‘year of the octopus’ as record numbers spotted off England’s south coast:
The common or Mediterranean octopus, Octopus vulgaris, is native to UK waters but ordinarily in such small numbers it is rarely seen. A sudden increase in the population – a bloom – is caused by a combination of a mild winter followed by a warm breeding season in the spring. The ideal conditions meant that more of the larvae of the common octopus were likely to survive, said Slater, possibly in part fuelled by the large numbers of spider crabs that have also been recorded along the south coast in recent years.
(We will just note that one of the novels by a certain Lady Anonyma featured Cornish wreckers and Sea Monsters.)
There were also
a record number of grey seals observed by the Cumbria Wildlife Trust, as well as record numbers of puffins on Skomer, an island off the coast of Wales famed for the birds.... the first Capellinia fustifera sea slug in Yorkshire, a 12mm mollusc that resembles a gnarly root vegetable and is usually found in the south-west. In addition, a variable blenny, a Mediterranean fish, was discovered off the coast of Sussex for the first time.
Rather creepier stuff to do with animals (or rather, humans doing creepy things with animals) a little less further westwards: New Forest residents unnerved by man leaving animal carcasses by churches
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We had our annual Pottery Smash on Sunday, before the Market opened. It's a charity auction to benefit Market's Kareng/Caring Fund, an emergency relief fund for artists in need. Four long tables of donations, mostly pottery, but also some glass, prayer flags, duck and beaver and frog flappy kids toys, canned albacore. We always bring a few completely unsalable pieces, for the joy of smashing. When the bidders starting getting drowsy, a little Crash! wakes 'em right up. And then there's the vendor who bids on pots specifically to break them. When Nome is bidding against someone, it tends to run up the price.
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I sold a tyrannosaurus bank to a paleontologist on Saturday.