Today's mystery: the dog’s missing toenail. The husband asked me to google whether or not dogs’ toenails grow back. Yes, they do, they’re not fucking tails.

Last night the husband and I watched a bilingual show on farming contractors across the country. In one scene (more)

“Not that I want to be a god or a hero. / Just to change into a tree, grow for ages, not hurt anyone.”—“Longing”, Czeslaw Milosz

A while ago, during a search for news of the erstwhile Gazan diary writer Ziad, I found <a href="https://www.mumsnet.com/talk/conflict- (more)

"I was eventually to become one person, gathered up maybe, during a pause, at a comma."—Lyn Hejinian, My Life

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Spotted, of late:

Cuckoo flowers, the lawn of a vacant house. Irish: biolar gréagáin, or “the bright sunny dainty”. Aka lad (more)