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Anne Hathaway bought the rights to a novel about a tradwife influencer who wakes up in 1855 and has to actually live the life she's been selling online. The book is called Yesteryear. It came out 3 days ago. The film rights were already sold to Hathaway, who will produce and star.

Anne Hathaway bought the rights to a novel about a tradwife influencer who wakes up in 1855 and has to actually live the life she's been selling online. The book is called Yesteryear. It came out 3 days ago. The film rights were already sold to Hathaway, who will produce and star.

Holy shit, I have NEVER been more excited for a movie.

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NASA Women - here are just a few . . .

... google their names and read their stories. It's worth it !

Katherine Johnson
Mary Jackson
Margaret Hamilton
Judith Love Cohen
Kitty Joyner
JoAnn Morgan
Peggy Whitston
Susan Helms

💠 🚀 👩‍🚀 🚀 💠

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NASA Women
In 2019, the NASA astronaut corps comprised 38 active members, 12 of whom were women:

Serena Aunón-Chancellor, Tracy Caldwell Dyson, Jeanette Epps, Christina Koch, Nicole Mann, Megan McArthur, Anne McClain, Jessica Meir, Kate Rubins, Shannon Walker, Stephanie Wilson, Sunita Williams

👩‍🚀

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Experience reentry as it would have been viewed by the Artemis II crew! 🌍🔥

Plunging into the atmosphere at Mach 32, the Orion capsule generates a 2,760°C (5,000°F) plasma shield before a pinpoint ocean splashdown.

#NASA #SpaceExploration #Splashdown

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Poems for Lent (Day 40)
Holy Saturday

Beginning with these lines
by T.S. Eliot (taken from
East Coker, 'The Four Quartets')

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SHORT STORY! "Emmitt Grey" This is exactly the kind of story I like to write! Timeless in feel with just a bit of an edge. And this one's very very readable at under 3,000 words. Enjoy! Love you guys!

Wanted to share this short story with you guys, because it’s exactly the kind of story I love to write, and it’s very readable at under 10 pages. I love something that feels timeless and fableish while still having an edge. And “Emmitt Grey” is exactly that!
open.substack.com/pub/jonathan...

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You deserve love. You deserve safety. And you sure as shit deserve a whole lot more than you are being given or even allowed.

You are seen. You are loved. You belong.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility to all of our brothers, sisters, and siblings out there. May every day get better from here.

❤️🏳️‍⚧️

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The power these guys have to move through water like this is unbelievable.
Little known fact but moose are excellent swimmers! #moose #alaska #wildlife

TT: kenairiverco

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I just used “wouldn’t’ve” in correspondence, and I shouldn’t’ve done that.

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Ever wonder why ants build colonies that last generations without trashing their habitat? Or how bees pollinate without poisoning the flowers? No intelligent species will destroy their environment in the disguise for development and profit—nature proves it.

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Let it come
like rain on dry earth,
like breath filling the lungs
of the nearly drowned.
I call abundance
into the bones of this body,
into the empty corners of my life,
into the spaces where fear
once built its quiet nests.
Let it root like wild things.
Let it grow without permission.
May my hands remember
how to receive
without apology.
May my heart remember
that it was never meant
to live on rations.
Abundance of courage.
Abundance of laughter.
Abundance of strange and sacred paths
opening where there were once walls.
Let grief become fertile soil.
Let pain become a teacher
that leaves behind
fields instead of scars.
I open the door.
I clear the altar.
I speak the word into the dark
Come.

Let it come like rain on dry earth, like breath filling the lungs of the nearly drowned. I call abundance into the bones of this body, into the empty corners of my life, into the spaces where fear once built its quiet nests. Let it root like wild things. Let it grow without permission. May my hands remember how to receive without apology. May my heart remember that it was never meant to live on rations. Abundance of courage. Abundance of laughter. Abundance of strange and sacred paths opening where there were once walls. Let grief become fertile soil. Let pain become a teacher that leaves behind fields instead of scars. I open the door. I clear the altar. I speak the word into the dark Come.

Let it come
like rain on dry earth,
like breath filling the lungs
of the nearly drowned.
I call abundance
into the bones of this body,
into the empty corners of my life,
into the spaces where fear
once built its quiet nests.
#poetry #witchcraft

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Andrew Wyeth, Christina's World, 1948

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Yes — “The older I get, the more I realize, I don’t want a busy life. I want a deep life. Slow mornings. Focused work. Calm people. Meaningful progress. Good books. A quiet mind at night. Nothing flashy. Nothing trendy. Just a life that feels good to live. Depth over noise. That'll do.“ Karun Pal

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“I never had an abortion but…”

Brigid Hannon’s "Unfathomable" is a fierce, compassionate poem about autonomy, judgment, and solidarity — reminding us that choice is personal, not public.

Read it at sanantonioreview.org/2019/12/22/u...

#poetry #choice #poem #women #feminism #voice

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Too adorable not to post. She's making sure you see the sign.
#birdoftheday #birds #owls #adorable

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Canada is a proud, bilingual nation. Our history and culture is shaped by the French language and the millions of Canadians who speak it every day.

La Francophonie is a pillar of our national identity — one to be protected and celebrated across Canada.

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Worth another posting. Artist is Jolene Thompson
🧶 #knit

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“This light suffuses great novels; there will never be a time when it fades because, human existence being perpetually forgotten by people, the discoveries of novelists, even when they become dated, will never cease to amaze us.”

—Kundera, 89 Words

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Simon Palmer. (1956-)
Pagan Rites of Spring. #Watercolour

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neighborhood magnolias suddenly pink and infinite and deeply in the sky

neighborhood magnolias suddenly pink and infinite and deeply in the sky

encompassing bloom

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Bobby Sands
for Robert Weaver

I did not cry for Bobby Sands, but I almost did, thinking of my grandmother whom I loved, and who
loved me,
and of how her voice would break when she told me again how her grandmother died in a field in County Wexford with green stains on her lips, her hands filled with grass, and of how in that same year the English wagonso escorted by English troops carried Irish grain
down to English vessels for shipment to England.
Yes,
yes, that was a long, long time ago; but somebody should remember Mary Foley, somebody should weep for her, even if it is only a drunken listener
to lying ballads. Being human, we
each of us can bear no more than a particle
of pain that is not our own; the rest is rhetoric. Better to shed a tear for Mary Foley
than to rant or babble about suffering that is beyond our capacity to comprehend. And what of Bobby Sands? We talk too much, all of us. In common decency, don't speak of him unless you have gone at least a day without food, and be sure you understand that he loved being alive, the same as you. Then say what you like. Call him a fool. Call him a criminal. You'll get no argument
from me. I'll agree with everything
you say in dispraise of gunmen. Oh, but Mary Foley's ghost was left in my keeping.
I know in my heart that if he had come to me
for a place to hide I could never have shut him out.

Bobby Sands for Robert Weaver I did not cry for Bobby Sands, but I almost did, thinking of my grandmother whom I loved, and who loved me, and of how her voice would break when she told me again how her grandmother died in a field in County Wexford with green stains on her lips, her hands filled with grass, and of how in that same year the English wagonso escorted by English troops carried Irish grain down to English vessels for shipment to England. Yes, yes, that was a long, long time ago; but somebody should remember Mary Foley, somebody should weep for her, even if it is only a drunken listener to lying ballads. Being human, we each of us can bear no more than a particle of pain that is not our own; the rest is rhetoric. Better to shed a tear for Mary Foley than to rant or babble about suffering that is beyond our capacity to comprehend. And what of Bobby Sands? We talk too much, all of us. In common decency, don't speak of him unless you have gone at least a day without food, and be sure you understand that he loved being alive, the same as you. Then say what you like. Call him a fool. Call him a criminal. You'll get no argument from me. I'll agree with everything you say in dispraise of gunmen. Oh, but Mary Foley's ghost was left in my keeping. I know in my heart that if he had come to me for a place to hide I could never have shut him out.

Alden Nowlan

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Happy St. Paddy's Day! 🍺

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#Somethingwithhorns
Recently discovered this artist. Amazing work. Luigi Maria Verde. Go to his website. Read his comments. Stunning work.
www.verdelab.info/artist

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A pecan pie and an apple pie on a wooden counter. The pecan pie has already been attacked mercilessly.

A pecan pie and an apple pie on a wooden counter. The pecan pie has already been attacked mercilessly.

Look at these handsome pies my partner made last night. I said look at them. The pecan having tofu in it was a surprise. That really lightened it up. The wash on the apple pie crust turned it into a super model.

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Very cool.

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Forever in My Arms Listen and make your own on Suno.

My words, my music, SUNO's database of voices and instruments.
suno.com/s/5XNQdF4Zhp...

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I wrote a corny country love song about my parents.

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There is some magic around this Canadian wheelchair curling team.

A massive two-win day against China and Sweden. Scored three in the final end to beat Sweden.

Canada is all alone in first place at 6-0 here at the Paralympics.

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Old school version: Scream at the Radio DJ: "Not again?!" and change the station before you get past the song intro. Yup. I'm that old. 😏

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