Terry J. Field
fieldfilms.bsky.social
Terry J. Field
@fieldfilms.bsky.social
Two different careers: film producer and real estate developer.
Albany Airport's flight path for landings frequently puts planes right over The Crossings of Colonie park in New York. This was the case last evening as a brief rain shower cleared while I was out for my post-dinner constitutional.
July 26, 2025 at 6:08 PM
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Librarian bees, the cousins of masons, make their burrows inside of stories. Using their strong mandibles, they chew through the exposition and make a cozy burrow in the rising action, where they deposit a single egg.
March 31, 2025 at 5:36 AM
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Rainbows are born with just red, green, and blue light, with the secondary sex characteristics of orange or indigo developing during adolescence. Domesticated rainbows retain their neotenic traits due to selective breeding in the 20th century for their use in cathode ray tubes
March 16, 2025 at 12:30 PM
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It's Sunday again. What that means is up to you
February 23, 2025 at 5:21 PM
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Would you be mad at a tree if it didn't text you. Would that make its shade less restful, its fruit less sweet
February 1, 2025 at 6:06 AM
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Do not tempt fate. Live your life in such a way that fate wants to tempt you, NEEDS to tempt you. Make fate beg
January 22, 2025 at 11:56 PM
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the moon used to be more powerful. not sure what happened to it but it definitely changed. i remember how it used to be
January 26, 2025 at 1:48 AM
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The purpose of stickers is to Never Use Them so that when you die your friends can put them on your coffin
June 13, 2024 at 9:13 PM
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To travel the stars, you must remember being a fish. You are not practiced with being horizonless, with experiencing infinity in every direction. But space is just another ocean, and your ancestors still watch over you, and they will guide you through the inky depths.
January 13, 2025 at 5:42 AM