Amy Ruberg

A collection of dried flowers, seedheads, shells, a medieval thimble, a jay feather & a tiny owl arranged on some white watercolour paper so the colours shift gently from one side to the other

My brain’s not well at all today-depression, but I made this photo to try to lift my dark thoughts & have hidden a tiny owl in it. If you find it &/or your brain likes this image maybe let me know below? Connecting with other humans is another way to lift very low mood 🌿

I loved searching the owl! It deepened my gaze and focus. I smiled so broadly when I found it. Thank you for lifting my spirits!

Mitochondria being the powerhouse of the cell is cool and all but I think classes like "How to calm the fuck down as an adult in a healthy non self-destructive way 101" is something that should also be taught before graduation

Good. Instead of counting on the MSM to do the job for you, all of the Democrats at all levels on politics should be putting out their own media.

This is an accidentally honest answer. What she's saying in code is:
"The President is a misogynist, petulant bully. You've all seen him be a misogynist, petulant bully. And lots of voters out there are also misogynist or petulant or bullies and that's why they like him."

Sunflowers. Oil on canvas. Sept '25 #art #oilpainting #stilllife

"Trees indeed have hearts."
~ Henry David Thoreau

🎨 Nino Chakvetadze

"Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working."
~ Pablo Picasso
Picasso by Willy Maywald, 1947

Blue, Green, or Something in Between? How cultures divide the spectrum in their own ways

Colors in different #languages and cultures:

One of the most fascinating stories I've ever had the pleasure of writing - Thoroughly explored and beautifully illustrated. Check it out:

medium.com/language-lab...

#writingcommunity #writer #linguistics #illustration #dataviz #writing #Medium

Golden sunset painted on blue paper, with silhouettes of trees along the wintery street.

Winter Sunset in the Suburbs

#Watercolour #Art #OC

Protect and defend the Constitution

No lawmaker in Congress should be able to buy, own, and sell individual stocks. Period. Let's make Congressional stock trading illegal.

We're a nation of laws, of systems, of processes--not a cult of personality. It's who we are, watch the Ken Burns series on the American Revolution. I'll be damned if I'll stop fighting for the Constitution, Bill of Rights, and due process. I've got a lot in the tank; aint stopping.

Oh my.

James Talarico is incredibly skilled in dismantling Christian Nationalists.

Get this man in the Senate.

Especially now that winter is coming, and I can't get outside in the sun and the garden. Time for books and crochet. Thanks for the reminder.

“Love is life. All, everything I understand. I understand only because I love.”

- Leo Tolstoy.🌱

Morning prayer

“Real courage is doing the right thing when nobody’s looking.”

- Justin Cronin🌱

Nightly votive in the porch garden.

“The way to right wrongs is to turn the light of truth upon them.” — Ida B. Wells
📷🌱

If the name of this giant in American journalism is new to you, I strongly recommend "Ida: A Sword Among Lions," by Paula Giddings. Wells's Wikipedia entry might entice you, too.

Have a good night BlueSky! 💙🌟🕊️

Ooope!

Always speak truth to power. Always call out corruption. Always stand up for human rights. Always.

“Do not indulge in dreams of having what you have not, but reckon up the chief of the blessings you do possess, and then thankfully remember how you would crave for them if they were not yours.”
~ Marcus Aurelius

November's Harmony
🎨 T.C. Steele (1893)

Crazy that you posted this, it's the ABSOLUTE favorite for me and my husband. We quote from it often.

Share this widely. We must act, we must care, we must repair our world.

"How Are You?" Another week survived is another week won. I see the sacred in leaves turning from green to gold. November is a melancholy animal, glad of another season where it gets to hibernate. The world is still burning but we are trying harder to douse the flames these days, I recognise this as the shape of hope. I want to call everyone I love and tell them I love them. I am learning to act on that impulse instead of deferring it till a tomorrow that was never promised. I have finally understood that the poem doesn't always live in the wound. It lives in the love that heals us. - Nikita Gill

“Another week survived is another week won.”

Absolute horror and evil

Morning prayer

'Gathering Leaves'
Ernest Biéler (b 1863- d.1948)