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coffee-starlight-1111 · 2 months
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The dadz of grape
(Canadice also gave himself a feminine makeup)
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usa1b4nxihs · 1 year
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zayden-snakezvious · 4 months
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Grape's courtiers (But in my AU)
Thomcord
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Happiest man ever for like no reason. Probably my 2nd fave
Himrod
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Friendly lookin man. Love him
Concord
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Traumatized man. I have no idea what he's seen and i don't think i wanna know
Canadice
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Cunty ass man. Boy why you so cunt
Sultana
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Silly introverted half deer man. (Half deer thing inspired by @/cintagonisupset btw!) I love Sultana he's my favorite didimentionthatilovesultana
(All of them are hot btw i mean ermmmm i didn't say anythi)
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the1920sinpictures · 4 months
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January 6, 1925 Brooklyn: 140 to 144 Wyckoff Avenue at the corner of Himrod Street. From Al Ponte's Time Machine, FB.
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zephyrrambles · 2 months
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I am sending you more Heroic Six characters, we debating between Grape's 5 dads or Grape and Orange, so I'm sending all 7. Rate whoever you want!
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(Grape's courtiers from left to right: Thomcord, Himrod, Concord, Sultana, and Canadice)
Grape
Orange
They're all so adorable omg
My favorite just from looking at them is Sultana they just seem so silly
Grape having five dads is everything tbh I love that
And Orange is just adorable
The artstyle of the characters brings me joy
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gravemattersguru · 1 year
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James Himrod (~1836-1878). Old Sacramento Cemetery, Sacramento, California. Photo taken 26 May 2022.
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funkle420 · 2 years
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i wanna be living in a different timeline one where im living in nyc and the world isnt ending and i got to stay at himrod st and eventually graduated with my BS and then went on to take several art classes or hell if its my fanatasy i get a second bachelor's in animation or illustration at pratt and i live in an affordable apartment somewhere in brooklyn close to the train and a grocery store preferably mr lemon but tbh anywhere accessible is nice and this time i have a BIG ASS WINDOW and a BIG ASS BOYFRIEND and we live in domestic bliss with nice vintage furniture and one of those old red rugs and lots of plants and i get therapy and all my meds and ive got a cute lil mustache and we never have to worry about affording things
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rotten teeth
losing you feels like losing everybody i’ve ever lost all over again
the cycle never ends
you bite me in my sleep
make love to me hard and deep
i ask you if you can make the bed and run to the smoke shop to get me a new piece
you’re back in 2 seconds
then we’re on the train tracks fucking violently
it feels like having a cavity ripped out of ur teeth
it’s rotten
it hurts
it’s a chasm
a black abyss
of bloodied gums
and zipped dick
just like keith
the sun and moon become blocked out and i can only feel my rotten teeth remaining
sometimes it cracks breaks when i grind them together like a grinder with weed
sometimes i don’t think about it
and the sounds r just silence deafening in the key of C
sometimes all i hear is radio silence
like the blurry words they say in the background on the news on TV
sometimes i slide my tongue across that fake tooth
and remember when u wore my white hello kitty glasses at the evergreen
cemetery
it’s all like a dream
you told me you would have killed your self without me
so i sent someone to check on you
cuz you said you’d jump off buildings
they just had to b a certain feet
i told you i would kill myself if you died
some days it feels like i already did
so many parts of me are gone and now i have to find other people to have our parties with me
i wish i could have told you i loved you one more time
held your face in white room light
i wish you would understand how beautiful u were to me
from the beginning
to u sweeping all the poop under my desk from all the mice scurrying underneath
to you washing my feet
you got so sick of the mice being in yours
you put peanut butter and baking soda on everything
the last time i see you is today
february 15th
i had moved out just a month before
we talked about playing chess and smoked but you didn’t have the game board
you were zooming everywhere in that purple wheeled skateboard
creating your own roads in your own world to ride on
you asked me if i could just stay
after pushing shoving and choking me
i said no
you made me say okay
when i tried to leave you told me to make you some fucking breakfast
lox butter bread brie cheese
i gave it to you and i didn’t see you eat
i walked away and said in my heart a goodbye, solemnly
you called after me asking for a kiss
i said no but u had to insist
push me down to the bed
rub your body against my black and white silk dress
i say no
you say yes
you tell me you know i like it
you say it’s my kink
now i walk through himrod street
picturing your body slumped over
over a tattoo table
holding your machine
sucking the hole in my teeth
cuz things keep getting stuck in it
the things i don’t need
the terror the malice
heart slashing words
violence
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Setting up a colony (house) in Penn Yan
By Jonathan Monfiletto
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As I begin to write this article, the phrase “If these walls could talk…” comes to my mind. I just can’t help it, even though the phrase seems too overused and unoriginal. Obviously, walls do not literally talk; no inanimate objects can talk without human intervention. Yet, if you know where to look for the right information, then the walls can tell some interesting stories.
Such is the case with the house at 324 North Ave. in the village of Penn Yan. Though the house is the former home of Baron von Lingke, who seems to have been an interesting character in himself, the house is probably better known in local history as the Colony Home or Colony House. The home is described as having 12 rooms, two complete baths, kitchen, pantry, and laundry room and standing on six acres of land.
More accurately called the Penn Yan Colony or Newark Garden Colony (as it was operated by the Newark State School), I first heard about the home from someone who was seeking information about the house and where it is located in the village. However, I had been hesitant to write about the Penn Yan Colony because I didn’t seem to be able to find much information about. What I did find out about it caused me to think this topic deserved some privacy for those involved in it.
According to a typewritten statement in our subject file, the colony housed young ladies who had committed some kind of legal infraction that did not require incarceration. My further research through our digitized newspapers, however, shows this to be inaccurate. I realized there appears to be a discrepancy between the information in our folder labeled “Colony Home” and the actual history of this organization.
While the colony moved to North Avenue in 1931, the story of the Penn Yan Colony goes back a few years before that to November 1926, when the Newark State School first announced its plans to open the colony. The story also goes back to a different location; initially, the school leased what is called the Ralph Norris house or the Lockwood place on East Main Street in the town of Milo. The location is seen elsewhere as Milo Center Road, but this may be an error as East Main Street becomes Himrod Road and Milo Center Road runs parallel to it.
According to the initial article, 15 to 20 girls would occupy the Norris house under the charge of a matron and an assistant. The girls would be available to serve as domestic helpers in homes, working in homes during the day and returning to the house at night. On December 9, 1926, it was reported the girls would arrive in 10 days. A year and a half later, additions to the home allowed it to increase its capacity to 20 girls from 15.
Penn Yan was one of five locations in the Finger Lakes region in which the Newark State School established its colony homes; the others were Lyons, Geneseo, Watkins Glen, and Canandaigua. The Penn Yan Colony, like the other locations, was operated by the Newark State School for Mental Defectives, using in its full name the umbrella term of the day for anyone with a developmental disability, mental illness, or other special need.
According to an April 1934 newspaper article, Dr. John Holffer – the head of the school – was the guest speaker at a Penn Yan Rotary Club meeting and gave a history of state schools and colony homes. At Newark in the 1930s, the people housed there were trained in “the manual arts” in an effort to “prepare them for return to the community.” Particularly, girls were trained in “domestic science,” given practical experience, and then placed “on parole” in colony homes throughout the area.
At the time, according to the article, about 200 people lived on parole at the five colony homes and 1,600 people resided at the state school. At that point, some people had been released to foster homes.
In May 1931, the Penn Yan Colony announced plans to move from the Norris property into the village of Penn Yan, leasing the David Ayers residence on Clinton Street. The move would further increase the colony’s capacity; at its most, 24 girls lived in the home and 12 girls lived in the homes in which they worked. After a renovation, the Ayers residence itself would accommodate 35 girls. However, those plans were thwarted by a protest of “practically all the residents on Clinton street, between Main and Benham,” according to a May 1931 newspaper article, who presented a petition to the village board.
The residents believed the colony would violate zoning ordinances, apparently outlawing penal institutions in residential areas. The article notes, however, the colony may not be considered a penal institution to which people have been committed for legal infractions. Nevertheless, after hearing from both the school and the street residents, the village board passed a resolution opposing any action to move the colony into village limits.
Instead, the colony moved into the von Lingke residence. In addition to performing housework in village homes, the girls who lived at the colony raised fruits and vegetables on the land around the home.
Not quite 30 years later, in February 1959, the Newark State School recommended closing the Penn Yan Colony, citing a lack of sufficient work placements for the girls there. Both the supervisor and assistant supervisor of the colony and the residents of the village felt, however, there was a need for the colony in the community and there was sufficient work for the girls outside of the slow winter months. That article noted the North Avenue home hosted as many as 24 girls but hosted only 12 by that point.
The next month, though, it was announced the colony would close and the girls would be transferred either to the Newark State School or to other colony homes in the area. By the end of March 1959, the home was listed for sale in local newspapers.
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realestateblogposts · 11 months
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Discovering the Unique Flavors of Finger Lakes Riesling at Miles Wine Cellars
The Finger Lakes, located in upstate New York, is known for its natural beauty and world-class wine production. Riesling has become the signature wine of the region, and its popularity shows no signs of slowing down. Riesling is a white grape variety that originated in Germany and is now grown in many wine regions around the world. It is known for its high acidity and versatility, as it can be made into wines that range from dry to sweet. Dry Riesling has become a favorite of many wine drinkers, as it pairs well with a wide range of foods and has a crisp, refreshing taste.
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The Finger Lakes region is particularly well-suited for growing Riesling, thanks to its unique climate and soil conditions. The region is situated between several deep lakes, which helps to moderate the temperature and create a microclimate that is ideal for growing grapes. The cool climate and slate-rich soil give the grapes a unique flavor profile that is distinct from other wine regions. One of the key characteristics of Finger Lakes Dry Riesling is its acidity. The cool climate and soil conditions give the grapes a high level of acidity, which translates into a bright, crisp wine that is perfect for pairing with food. The acidity helps to cut through rich and fatty foods, making it an ideal pairing for dishes like pork and duck. Since the acidity also helps to balance out the heat, it makes it a great match for spicy foods. Another characteristic of Finger Lakes Dry Riesling is its minerality. The soil in the region is rich in slate and other minerals, which gives the wine a distinct mineral character. This minerality, combined with the high acidity, gives Finger Lakes Dry Riesling a unique flavor profile that is often described as crisp, clean, and refreshing. In addition to its unique flavor profile, Finger Lakes Dry Riesling has also gained a reputation for its quality. With its long history of winemaking, the region, along with many of the winemakers in the area are committed to producing high-quality wines that reflect the unique terroir of the region. As a result, Finger Lakes Dry Riesling has won numerous awards and accolades, and is increasingly recognized as one of the best dry Rieslings in the world. One of the things that sets Finger Lakes Dry Riesling apart from other dry Rieslings is its versatility. The wine can be enjoyed on its own, or it can be paired with a wide range of foods. It is particularly well-suited for seafood, as the acidity and minerality of the wine complement the flavors of fish and shellfish. It also pairs well with spicy foods, as well as lighter dishes like salads and vegetable dishes. Overall, Finger Lakes Dry Riesling is a wine that is well worth seeking out. Its unique flavor profile, high quality, and versatility make it a favorite of wine lovers around the world. Whether you are new to the world of wine or a seasoned aficionado, a bottle of Finger Lakes Dry Riesling is sure to impress. If you're looking to try some of the best Finger Lakes Dry Riesling, then Miles Wine Cellars in Himrod, NY is worth a visit. With its stunning location on the shores of Seneca Lake and a commitment to producing high-quality wines that reflect the unique terroir of the region, Miles Wine Cellars is a must-visit for any wine lover. So why not contact them today to schedule a tasting and discover the unique flavors of Finger Lakes Dry Riesling for yourself? Whether you're a seasoned wine aficionado or just getting started, Miles Wine Cellars is sure to have a wine that you'll love.
Article originally published at: https://mileswinecellars.com/2023/02/discovering-the-unique-flavors-of-finger-lakes-dry-riesling-at-miles-wine-cellars/
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himbodan · 1 year
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The other day, I was called a Himbo by my friends.
And it struck a chord with me. I didn't know how to react. I've never considered myself to be a himbo. Ever. I even joked recently that I need a word that is less hot, more dumb....hence I 'came up' with "HimRod." Like a nimrod. A dolt. but in a goofy way? Himbo sort of implies incredibly hot, but also incredibly dumb. It was such a dissonance of how I see myself.
All my life I was the studious sort. Well...I suppose until I started theater and dance. I became less studious and more about having fun and enjoying life. And since I became an athlete, I guess I got more and more fit as my brain decayed more and more....the weed doesn't help, I'm sure. I'm getting more forgetful, more silly. Less studious. Less responsible.
If a himbo is how other people are seeing me, and I DON'T like that implication....then there are some things about myself I need to change.
This was months ago. I'm now writing this after the Keshet Residency. Everything seems so clear and easy, the path laid before me to get my company up and off the ground. I hope I can show that I've got more brainpower and working ability than everyone else tends to see....
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maketrust · 2 years
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Shorter oxford english dictionary bit
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And then we received the Shorter Oxford English Dictionary in two volumes as an incentive for (re)joining the Folio Society. We have one set of the Compact Edition of the Oxford English Dictionary, a gift to John from me about 15 years ago, bought at Macleod’s Books in Vancouver, missing its case but a treasure. We have two sets of the dictionary in its larger incarnation, in two volumes. Food preserving, quilting (for there is one in the works for an event later this fall), even decoding a word and its origins in a 1964 edition of OED. Reading my dictionary this morning, I thought how glad I am to have a few old skills. Again.) The deer have already eaten all the low-growing crabapples but there are plenty in another tree for bears to return to, as they do every fall, and they’re welcome to the scabby fruit, though I hate it when they tear a branch in their eagerness to pick every apple. What was that? What was that? And then sink back, realizing it’s the squirrels. Still to come: spicy red pepper jelly (a family favourite with lamb), maybe rosehip jelly (because otherwise the squirrels station themselves by my second-story bedroom window and throw the hips to the ground below they’ve been throwing fir cones to the ground for a few weeks now, hitting the plywood covering the kindling pile so that we wake close to dawn to the sound of shots. There are jars of blackberry jam, gooseberry jam, jelly made with Himrod grapes given us by Harold Rhenisch and flavoured with rosemary and lime zest. And there are many jars of pickled beans, another distillation: tender beans, fresh dill snipped from its pot, garlic from the ropes of it still hanging in the woodshed, some salt, some vinegar, a handful of mustard seed, a small chili pepper tucked into each jar. That was the second batch of salsa verde. But what salsa! It tastes delicious and when I open a jar in winter, when I poach eggs (duck eggs if I’m lucky) in it and savour each aromatic mouthful on a corn tortilla, I’ll remember the paradox of the plenty cooked down into essence. That pile of tomatillos, the onions peeled and quartered, the pile of cilantro, the elegant long peppers from the planter on the upper deck, and a handful of fierce little peppers from my friend June - the heaps of vegetables reduced to a few jars of salsa. Yesterday 4 pounds of tomatillos were distilled into 6 jars of salsa verde. So this morning, looking at the pantry shelves, at the preserving I did this weekend, I thought of the word “distil”. There were still a few places on McKenzie where I could stop to visit with horses in those years. Maybe even the last day of August (though I know of course that there are still three weeks of summer left), as I nervously checked my textbook lists, my binders, the tires of my bicycle (for I cycled to the University of Victoria from Royal Oak in those days, up Quadra to McKenzie and along McKenzie to the campus). I bought it to celebrate my new vocation as a university student in the fall of 1973. I use my dictionary all the time, my 1964 fifth edition of the Concise Oxford Dictionary. Doctrine etc.) drive (volatile constituent) off or out by heat make (whisky, essence) by distillation undergo distillation. Trickle down come or give forth in drops, exude turn to vapour by heat, condense by cold, & recollect (liquid) extract essence of (plant etc., or fig.
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jamesmontellato · 3 years
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A month can be a long time depending on #perspective. #brooklyn #brooklynny #himrod #0948 #20201105 #dji #djimavicair2 #mavicair2 #mavicair2photography https://www.instagram.com/p/CIWSj5fAXwl/?igshid=43jcwwqixso
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