Word of the Day is one I keep posting at the end of the year, hoping its time will come. ‘Respair’, from the 16th century, is fresh hope, and a recovery from despair. Here’s to a few drops of respair in 2025.

Word of the Day, should you need it, is ‘crapulence’ (18th century): sickness or indisposition resulting from an excess of drinking or eating.

It’s the most Mondayish-feeling Thursday ever.

“I’m a bit under the weather” Translation: I don't appear to have a pulse.

Greenland is ready

January 14

Eucalyptus flowers have no petals, but instead decorate themselves with the many showy stamens and they are enclosed in a cap known as an operculum. This is an Eucalyptus flower blooming.

One of the most beautiful songs ever written.

In a pickle. 🥒

"House of angel ⅩⅩⅩⅡ"

The greatest threat we face, is not simply their actions. But our silence.

Wherever law ends, tyranny begins.

by Adam Hillman

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January has been a hell of a year

"In the dark times, will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing. About the dark times." This line from - Bertolt Brecht- written in the 1930s during a period of rising fascism, economic collapse, and impending war, underscores art as a force of defiance,