Whatters2
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I'm curious about a lot of things. Never enough books. Love b&w photography and art. Oh, and by the way, I have a thing for lighthouses. NO POLITICS 🚫
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This space is not for politics, so if that's what you post, please don't bother following me as I will block.
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vssdaily.bsky.social
The #vssdaily #prompt for 10/10/25 is #leather
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joannechocolat.bsky.social
And this morning the Shed is a battleship, with cannons at the ready…
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classicalalan.bsky.social
Here are three wonderfully preserved Roman shoes that were discovered at Bar Hill Roman fort on the Antonine Wall in Scotland in the early 1900s. Shoes made for men, women and children have been found there, reminding us that frontier zones were not an exclusively military environment. #FindsFriday
Three ancient roman shoes with pierced decoration displayed on dummy feet.
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thekentacorn.bsky.social
A male Blackbird just landed near me

I wondered why he was so trusting, thinking he may be one of the Mini Bert’s, & then he sang a few notes of the raisin song

It IS Bert, almost unrecognisable with the new feathers post moulting

Bert’s back & I am crying 🥲🐦‍⬛
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thebeeguy.bsky.social
#theBeeAt3
Basic bee facts every day at 3pm.

# 187

Middle Eastern poppies reflect no UV light.
The same species in Europe do.
European poppies are pollinated by #bees who can’t see red very well but can see UV light.
Middle Eastern poppies are pollinated by beetles that do see red.
#nature
🐝🌍
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hermiteveryday.bsky.social
An evening walk to swoon over Autumn. 🍁✨
A bridge stretches over water. A tree with orange leaves reflects in the water.
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hermiteveryday.bsky.social
We store up colour,
Bright red leaves and summer blooms,
Ghosts for winter dreams.

#dailyhaikuprompt ghost
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hermiteveryday.bsky.social
The geese are leaving,
We lift our heads to the sky,
Their song in our hearts.

#dailyhaikuprompt geese
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hermiteveryday.bsky.social
He is a dashing libertine. Earring in one ear and silk lined pockets. He strides purposefully and imagines those waiting for his witty repartee. She watches him..observes his green wellies, straw behind one ear and mud splattered coat. His confidence undeniable.

#vssdaily earring
#vss365 libertine
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hermiteveryday.bsky.social
Almost time to hibernate little one..🐿️✨
A chipmunk sits on the rim of a silver bowl full of birdseed…bowl and chipmunk full of birdseed..
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trixie-and-ames.bsky.social
What we become depends on what we read after all of the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is a collection of books.

- Thomas Carlyle
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weird-wiltshire.bsky.social
Junk dinosaur threatening passers-by. 🦖
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Jenny Lake, Grand Teton National Park. May, 2021.

📷 Fujifilm X-T3 + XF16-55mmF2.8 R LM WR
🎞 17 mm – 1/150″ – f/11 – ISO 160
🏷️ #Landscapes #Photography #NationalParks
Symmetry Spire, Mount Saint John, and Rockchuck Peak, reflected off of Jenny Lake.
whatters2.bsky.social
I have my eyes tested every year.
whatters2.bsky.social
So, so sorry. Sending you a comfort hug.
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cmdr-hadfield.bsky.social
Tornado winds on Mars reach up to 100 mph/160 kph -
Andy Weir, maybe your opening scene in The Martian isn't so far-fetched after all!
Details: esa.int/Science_Expl...
@esa.int
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listerlanecem.bsky.social
#31DaysOfGraves Day 9: Hand
Gravestone showing hand with finger pointing upwards and commmemorating a 'Dear mother' Mary Ann Greenwood, who died 9th June 1892, aged 44.
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hookland.bsky.social
In ponds, pools and rivers, Stay Belows feel the cooling, notice the littering of acorns and leaves upon the surface. We feel the first chill as desire for gloves, hug of sweater. They feel it as a hunger. An instinct for one final feast before taking to the mud for the long sleep of winter.