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hedgehog-moss · 1 day

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In my neverending quest to keep Pampérigouste from achieving her dreams, I have launched a formal investigation into her last escape, which I had no explanations for at the time.

I figured it out! At the far far end of her pasture, near the road, a few fence posts have become more or less horizontal (the ground is quite wet / muddy there so they've never been very stable, especially with Pirlouit using them to scratch his forehead)—so instead of a high jump + long jump combo to get to the road, Pampe just had to clear the long jump over the ditch. Which is still impressive.

I also suspect that she chose to escape from this place near the road on a snowy morning as a deliberate strategy, knowing the snow plough would erase any traces of her jump, thus preventing me from discovering where the weak spot in the fence was. Well done.

You need 2 people to fix these fence posts so in the meantime I decided to kill two birds with one stone: cut all the broom and thorny bushes in this corner of the pasture and use them to form a discouraging barrier. I set to work earlier this week, and here's the same place as above, mid-process:

When I texted my mum to tell her about my new thorn-based anti-Pampe plan of action, she said "Like the Maasai who make fences with thorny acacia branches to keep out lions!" and it made me feel even more confident. I mean, I have neither acacia nor Maasai fencing techniques but my thorny shrubs are pretty aggressive, they pricked my fingers even through my thick work gloves—which felt satisfying in an anticipatory way. Excellent! prick Pampe's nose exactly like this. How could a llama not be deterred by a fence material that deters apex predators?

Vexingly enough, she seemed quite supportive of my efforts. At one point she breathed some warm air against my shoulder in a gentle, patronising way.

We were engaged in psychological warfare all afternoon—every time I stepped away from my vegetal fence, feeling like it was now good enough, Pampe would immediately come to inspect it, cheerful and impatient, which sapped my confidence so I would go and add a few more shrubs. (Note that I sort of plaited the first / biggest shrubs with the pre-existing fence so they don't go flying on the road, and so Pampe can't just push them aside.)

On the right: Poldine, looking for little fresh leaves to eat amidst the chaos. On the left: Pampérigouste, thinking.

(At this point the barrier was only 20% thorns, and 80% broom—the fact that she waded through it without a care and didn't prick her belly made me go and add more thorny shrubs, and pack them more densely)

It's kind of fun watching Pampe think, honestly. Can I jump over this? Do I have enough visibility? Can I eat my way to freedom (again)? But these shrubs are disgusting. Am I above exploiting my daughter's lack of culinary discernment to achieve my goals? Maybe I should go back to my calculations re: probability of wild boar destruction. I may have pincushions for hands after handling prickly bushes for two hours but I'm helping stimulate my llama's intellect and creativity and that's so important.

I tried to alternate broom and thorny branches so that the non-thorny broom became tangled up with thorns and brambles to form an impenetrable and incomprehensible wall. I will call it this method the salmagundi-fence.

Poldine is in awe of my vegetal installation.

Can I just say, compared to Pampérigouste who constantly has a devilish glint in her eye, Pampelune's face exudes wholesome politeness and moral goodness. It's still hard to believe they're mother and daughter.

I went home once my fence started looking like Maleficent's forest of thorns and Pampe had long stopped trying to wade through it, but I still felt antsy and ended up coming back one hour later to have my apéritif with the llamas so I could keep an eye on Pampe until nightfall.

... where is Pampe?

Oh. Here. No worries!

Still staring at the road. Still thinking.

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With all that said, please admire my beautifully delirious Forest of Thorns-fence and let me know what you think.

#crawling along #llama drama #(i am not sponsored by kindle i just had it balanced on my knee)#in the photo where pampe is patronisingly praising my efforts you can see a remnant of the police tape from the jungle fence saga!#i should remove it. She was not intimidated by police tape for very long #if ever at all #anyway i've started planting a few interesting shrubs along the road to form a living fence but it's a very slow process #i'm ages away from reaching this part of the pasture

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martha-anne · 4 months

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I have a small garden. This is a relatively recent development, and it has been occupying a lot of my thoughts.

Writing about those thoughts here seems like as good an outlet as any.

The garden is looking particularly bad at the moment. Rather than speculating about what I want it to be like, I’m going to write about some things that have already happened and which I am happy about.

These pruned plants - a blackcurrant bush and a rose! I had never pruned anything before (I had never had anything that needed pruning before) and I felt paralysed by my own incompetence at first. I’m very glad to have given it a go. Either I've done it right, or I will have learned something about how not to prune.

Speaking of being paralysed by incompetence, these fenceposts! I knew I wanted to put up some kind of plant support/trellis along the back of this bed, but the task felt utterly insurmountable a few months ago. I had no idea how to go about it, so I did what I always do in such situations and asked my mum for advice. Cue posts, post-spikes, a mallet, and an improvised drive-in tool… I still need to string wires between them, but soon I’ll have a structure to train plants up.

This heap of twigs! These are the prunings from the blackcurrant and rose plants mentioned in the first point. There was not enough space in the compost bin for them at the time, so I’ve left them in a pile over winter. I hope it is a nice home for some appreciative bugs.

The compost! How do I love my compost bin? Let me count the ways.This pile of decomposing matter brings me indescribable joy. Since we started composting cardboard and food scraps we have so little waste to go into the dustbin. The compost is full of worms and all sorts of other life. I like to check on it in the mornings before I go to work.

The pond! I dug this a few months ago, and at the time I remember feeling like it was the first honest day’s work of my life. I got some water plants for free from a local facebook plant swap group. The eventual aim of this pond is to attract frogs to help deal with the slug population - I’m playing the long game. Of course, it will take some time for the ecosystem to stabilise - but already there is life! I was delighted to discover water hog-lice a few weeks ago. It’s a Christmas miracle!

This no-dig lasagna gardening bed! Every online resource said that this kind of bed is better if left for several months before being planted up. I planted mine immediately and the results were not amazing - so I’ve learned something, and this coming year it should be better.

Tulips! I mentally calculated and purchased what I felt was an appropriate amount of tulips for the space. A week later, a visiting friend brought the same quantity of tulip bulbs again as a housewarming gift. Finding somewhere for them all to go was a challenge, but my friend and I managed it together. I’ve now mostly forgotten where we planted them, which will be a fun springtime surprise.

There is so much I want to do with this space and so much I’ve tried which has already failed. I don’t really know much about gardening yet, but in 10 years time maybe I will have figured it out ;) Three cheers for my shabby January garden!

#pond bugs #crawling along #permaculture #small space garden #urban gardening #solarpunk

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kalynnmariesillygoose · 1 year

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OP @hedgehog-moss

I cannot find this original post (and I mean I searched the whole blog) so I @ed OP

#llama #hedgehog-moss #crawling along #pampérigouste #llama drama #farm life #french jokes #french #country life

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jaggedjot · 6 months

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The proud confidence Louis has when telling Armand about his decision to feed on animals, to preserve life and his own humanity through supplementing his diet with a less personally fulfilling but more ethical alternative. And all the while being completely unmoved by the massacre taking place right behind them.

#I am in his walls I am crawling along the ceiling I am studying him under a microscope: your brain Louis #Louis de Pointe du Lac #Armand #Interview with the Vampire #Jagged Jottings

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heroesriseandfall · 1 year

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Comics timelines are so funny because whenever I feel like college is taking forever I have to remember Dick Grayson went to university in 1969 and dropped out in 1980 and after all that they claimed he’d only been there for one semester. Well no wonder he dropped out, I would also drop out if one college semester took me a decade.

#time crawls. slowly. it inches along. and yet 5 billion things happen during that.#i don’t even know if dick going to Hudson university and dropping out is still canon but it’s always canon in my heart #dick grayson #dc comics #batfam #oh just to clarify for those who aren’t used to comics: IRL the comics were published 1969-1980. in the dc universe it was only a few month #dc continuity #talia al ghul was created in the decade it took for dick to attend school…and Jeff pierce…and wolverine #but in the timeline he’s still 18 the whole time it’s literally just a few months. that’s nuts #*I actually don’t remember if there was a point in the 70s where they had more time passing but in the late 70s/early 80s it’s 1 semester #heroesriseandfall #funny business

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skylersprompts · 5 months

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DC x DP Prompt *18*

Something was definitely off about the "Ghost King", the pit was seething in rage and it was really hard to not just snap his neck. Not that he would be able to.

They needed his help, Jason knew that and just because he stared at him, didn't mean he needed to kill him. But the pit disagreed strongly. It was like it had a personal vendetta against the entity.

The green seeped into his vision and he felt again like losing the control over his mind and body. The last he saw was a sighing Ghost King.

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The clarity came back in startling sensation. It was disorienting to not feel the pits influence every second, to not have to fight constantly.

But he could only marvel at his freedom for a short time. There was another entity in the cave, similar to the Ghost King, but somehow so much more familiar.

The Pit grinned cruelly at the King.

"I was searching for you, Dan. Your soup time is not over for a few thousand years", the King grinned back, not cruel but almost feral.

#skylers prompts #dcxdp #dcxdp prompt #dpxdc #don't tag the danny phantom fandom #jason todd #Dan is the pit rage #he possessed Jason while he was in the Pit #he escaped his thermos somehow and crawled through a nasty portal #and then saw a human floating in it and decided to tag along #he influenced Jason while hiding #he was not back to full power yet and Jason learned over time to cut his control off

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infinitelyprecious · 2 months

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Chaos dance party brought to you by the Pit Babe idiots (affectionate)

(1m 11sec)

Chod's insta 22-02-24

*The song on the reel is Incredible by Michael and Topten but insta says it's unavailable for download, so you'll just have to imagine that song playing over it. Or any other song. Creative freedom and such

#party party yeah yeah #nuts cute crawl along the front #he is adorbs #pit babe cast #pit babe the series

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cryptidranger · 6 months

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“You ruined me, you know.” “Have I?” Gortash turns from the balcony, attention shifting to the Bhaalspawn, caught up in the way the warm glow from the fire illuminates Mavrik’s body, highlighting muscles and scars. The sight of such a fierce killer so relaxed, so his, sends his heart aflutter. “I think we’re both ruining each other, my beloved.”

#i haven't written a fic in y e a r s but this damn game and its damn characters are consuming me #it's rusty but it's coming along. i hope anyways #durgetash #gortash x durge #gortash x mavrik #oc: mavrik #enver gortash #i am going insane over these two. i want to write everything but my brain is holding me back #so this is me attempting to be so brave and actually post stuff. and then crawl back into my trench bc im shy #it is 5am and i have not slept lmao

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pyroteapot · 11 months

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Also can we talk about Jamie being fully prepared to sit in the med room, alone, while the rest of the team went out and celebrated, and being genuinely surprised when Roy and Keeley came in to celebrate with him.

Even after hes sort of shaken off the main part of the crisis he was having, he still seems to struggle to believe that he is deserving of people showing that they care about him.

#Jamie Tartt #I'm sure he really hoped someone would come along but I don't think he thought they would #Roy let you crawl all over him and sob into his neck Jamie #Keeley and Roy stalked your across Manchester to check you were ok #Maybe its because he thought the way they were sat together on the bed meant they were back together and didn't have time for him anymore?#The three of them love each other so much this episode was everything to me

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hedgehog-moss · 6 months

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Whenever I buy something heavy from the farm supply store, the cashier carries it all the way to my car, which is very nice of him and I don't mind since he's a strapping young man, but sometimes he's busy with other customers and the co-owner of the store will come out to carry the thing for me. And she's an incredibly petite fifty-something woman so it just feels wrong. I'm a short person but I'm significantly taller than her and also younger, and every time I'll desperately trot behind her insisting that she let me carry, say, the 20kg bag of chicken feed I just bought and she adamantly refuses and just goes "no problem"

I'm in awe of her. I once bought a pile of 2-metre solid chestnut fence posts that are so heavy and cumbersome I can only carry 2 or 3 at a time and she just scooped up the whole lot, threw it over her shoulder and strode away. I was fully expecting her to fall backwards on account of the laws of physics but no...?? And the tall quince tree I bought last year was no problem either

This week I saw a flyer in town advertising a cattle fair to be held in the field behind the farm store and I am reasonably certain of what would happen if I went and bought one of these animals

#crawling along

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erdarielthewhumper · 11 months

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Caretaker and whumpee pair where there's no love lost between them, but the caretaker still does what they can to help the whumpee is actually a really Good Trope. Like, maybe the characters are rivals, maybe there's something in their past, maybe they just generally dislike each other as people, but one way or another, they're kind of on bad terms.

But whether out of pragmatic necessity (like it's clear they'll have to work together to escape or else neither will, or because as long as the villains are hurting whumpee they're leaving the caretaker alone, or because the whumpee's continued survival just is in some way vital to the organization they work for, or whatever) or simply out of basic human decency, when the two are stuck together in a bad situation and whumpee's badly hurt, the caretaker does what they can to help

#they don't even need to become friends afterwards like they can still stay on kinda awkward tense terms when it's over #but yeah i mean i like caretaker and whumpee being close as much as the next person #but sometimes them not getting along well outside The Situation is fun #(also i had a fanfic idea that decided to crawl in and live rent free in my head that's just this)#whump #whump prompt #whump scenario #caretaker #caretaker prompts #whump prompts #whump ideas #feel free to use in a story! altho do tag me if you do just bc i'd love to read it hehe

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kirumiri · 1 year

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Me, last week: yeah i enjoy kazuki and rei, they're really neat. don't think i'll ever ship them though Me, after thinking too hard about episode 5: