TINY GLANCER A six-week-old marmoset, abandoned when her mother could no longer produce enough milk, is seen with a staffer at Western Sydney’s Wild Animal Encounters in Australia. Moments after this photo was taken, the marmoset ate that dude’s finger. (Photo: Newspix via the Telegraph)
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Shouldn’t every day be a worldwide holiday of love? Not just romantic love, but brotherly love, sisterly love, love of all creatures of this majestic earth.
YES, I DO THINK SO!!
Thrifty buy+lazy yazoo= awesome picture!!! :-)
On canceled school days, this is nice! And even though I have a paper to write I am relaxed for now. It’s moments like this when Vonnegut comes to mind: “if this isn’t nice I don’t know what is”. :-) We are about to hunt for a cup of coffee and a good thrift bargain!
Just as there can be no big social change without music, there can be none without words and phrases that first create a dream of change in our heads. But it’s one of the ironies of trying to be a writer and an activist at the same time that just when you feel you have the most to say, you have the least time to say it.
So, just as I was getting used to clear skies and the bright sun, we get slapped with 35 mph winds and overcast skies. I like cold weather but I don’t like feeling like the wind might knock me over. I like sweater weather :-)
I’ll just have to bear with it for now.
How I love days with clear blue skies! And my cats And my sisters silly jokes And having a wholesome vegetarian dinner cooked by the time I get home And dark chocolate And hair playing And back scratches And my awesome little family
Dear Mexico,
I miss you! Please don’t forget about me.
sincerely,
E.
…and we as consumers of mass culture lose out too, as ad pressure forces women’s magazines to center readers’ anxieties on the scale and the mirror, at the expense of REAL coverage of the wide world of women.
