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Featherstone Flamingos: The Iconic Pink Lawn Ornament
A classic for the vintage outdoor space!
Featherstone Flamingos are a classic lawn ornament that has been popular for decades. These pink plastic birds can be seen in yards across the country, adding a touch of whimsy to any outdoor space. In this blog post, we’ll explore the history of Featherstone Flamingos and share some tips for incorporating them into your own lawn decor.
History of Featherstone Flamingos
Don Featherstone, a…
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#don featherstone#Featherstone Flamingos#Flock of Flamingos#history of featherstone flamingos#Kitschy Americana#Lawn Ornaments#Plastic Birds#Union Products#Whimsical Decor
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Flock of American flamingos (Phoenicopterus ruber) performing courtship strutting, Quinta Playa, Isabela Island, Galapagos Islands, Ecuador.
Photographer: Tui De Roy
#tui de roy#photographer#nature picture library#american flamingos#bird photography#phoenicopterus ruber#quinta playa#isabela island#galapagos islands#ecuador#nature#flock of birds
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Like I know it’s just because more people watch the other shows than Andor but something really just bugs me and makes me sad about seeing people go so hard on Bo/Armorer and then Shin/Sabine while it seems like an actual canon wlw relationship was just a blip on the radar to the Star Wars fandom
And don’t get me wrong, those ships are fun and I love the joy they bring people and I admire the art and all that fun shit. It’s just that I’m sad Velcinta never got even a fraction of that level of energy dedicated to them
#ignore me#this is not new#i’ve said it before in multiple places and the reasons are always the same#but it makes me sad regardless#i remember the days of the gay flamingos flocking to every show with a gay ship#and part of me expected that to happen but then…#we can’t even get other STAR WARS FANS to care#idk man#literally ignore me though#i just have to let this out every once in a while before it comes out in other ways
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You’ve been flocked! My bf retired 08/12 - best of luck for the future~!
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#jeremiah 13:20#the north#the beautiful flock#where is the beautiful flock#pink flamingos#daily bread#nightly bread#god is love#bible
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'with a little help from my flamboyance'
took the training wheels off with this one. digital watercolor, among other things...
(Sketchbook Pro, Realistic Paint Studio, PhotoMosh, beFunky Photo Editor, & Canva)
#my art#landscape#animals#animal#animal art#bird art#birds#bird#flamingo#flamingos#flamboyance#flock#digital watercolor#realistic paint studio
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“If you’re here for something honest and respectable, I’ll eat my guns piecemeal,” said Jesper. He scrubbed his face. “How long have you been telling those poor girls about your sick mother in Oldendaal?”
“It was Zierfoort, actually.”
“I don’t care where it was! What are you doing?”
“I thought I wasn’t supposed to involve you in my schemes anymore.” said Kaz petulantly, glancing in the mirror to rearrange his jacket.
“Kaz, you playing the victim is about as natural as a flock of lime-green flamingos, so don’t bother,” said Jesper. “Is it a heist? A blackmail job? Gathering information?”
“Who said it was just one thing?” said Kaz, straightening his cuffs with two brisk jerks. “This place is the playground for the children of the rich and prosperous, Jes. I could have a million reasons for being here. But since you’re here for reasons both honest and respectable, I can assure you I’ll stay out of your way–”
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(jesper goes back to university. kaz follows him... and trouble, as usual, follows both of them.)
[crashes through the double doors, trips over a loose flagstone, and lands in a miserable heap on the floor with ten broken bones and smashed glass all around me] guys I finished it :)
#six of crows#shadow and bone#kaz brekker#jesper fahey#soc fics#six of crows fanfic#soc#my fics#my post
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Updated NPC portraits of the leaders of the guild I built for the long-form DND campaign I just started this past month! I'm doing a very homebrewy take on the Tyranny of Dragons arc- starting with Hoarde of the Dragon Queen.
I created a guild with seven factions based off of different birds/ adventuring skills, called the "Flocked Feathers." Each of my players is from a different guild faction. They'll be coming together under order of the Guildmaster for the special mission of collecting five Tiamat masks.
Murder of Crows - black ops mercenaries
Study of Owls - protectors of arcane knowledge, artifacts
Pod of Pelicans - sea-faring adventurers
Flamboyance of Flamingos - guardians of high society, popular cities
Kettle of Hawks - desert-dwelling heroes protecting trade routes
Clutch of Hens - defenders of homesteads, farms, villages
Swoop of Sparrows - preservers of nature, the natural world
Pyrus is going to be NPC/PCing as the party's Questmaster! He was "proboted" to this position by the Guildmaster. After Pyrus was caught leeching guild resources to support his personal quest for revenge against Tiamat cultists (thus working against the collective interest of the Flock), Guildmaster Viotto threatened to remove Pyrus from the Flock entirely. The trade to remain a member of the Flock was that Pyrus must accept a leadership position pursuing exactly what he wants- capturing Tiamat cultists- but as the leader of a team of worthy, young recruits. That's the "probation" part of the "probotion..." Pyrus is much more comfortable on solo missions and is not looking forward to being responsible for what happens to anyone else. Pyrus is in for a ride with this team, I can't wait to play him again, especially against all the amazing characters my friends have made!
What's really cool about a two-part campaign that spans so much time is everyone's character gets to begin at the sort of least-evolved version of themself, allowing a lot of room for growth over the course of the adventure. It's gonna be amazing!
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A male lesser flamingo (Phoeniconaias minor) attempts to join in on the mating dance of a flock of greater flamingos (Phoenicopterus roseus) in Camargue National Park, France
by Georgie Alexon
#happy valentines day!#lesser flamingo#greater flamingo#flamingoes#birds#phoeniconaias minor#phoeniconaias roseus#phoeniconaias#Phoenicopteridae#phoenicopteriformes#aves#chordata#wildlife: france#wildlife: europe
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HAP VALENTINES DAY
2024 Valentines are here!! Last year I did a set of punny kids classroom style Valentine cards, and this year I made a whole new set! They were a ton of fun to paint, and I'm really in love with each one XD
The classroom style cards (which are perfect for kids, or friends, or coworkers, or anyone) are up in my Etsy shop! I am also selling the original watercolour painted card used to make these, also up in my Etsy. (And if anyone is interested in any of these punny ones as a printed greeting card, hit me up, I'd be happy to add the listing.)
Instagram | Etsy
[ID from alt text: ten photos. The first eight show watercolour paintings of animals with punny Valentines saying painted in a semi-realistic style. Each has the signature @ watercolourcritters. In order, they are:
A llama with text reading "Valentine, you're ll-amazing!" over a purple background with purple hearts by its head.
A toad beside text reading "You're toad-ally great, Valentine!" The background is pink with pink hearts.
A crab over a yellow background with red hearts, and text reading "You're claw-some, Valentine!"
A flamingo over a green background with green hearts, and text reading "Valentine, I'm so glad you're part of my flock!"
A close up inchworm on a blade of grass. Text reads "You wormed your way into my heart, Valentine!" The background is orange, and green hearts are around the worm's head.
An emperor penguin over blue background with blue hearts with text reading "You're super cool, Valentine!"
A brown rabbit looking at the viewer with text reading "I'm so hoppy we're friends, Valentine!" The background is red with red hearts.
A palomino unicorn over a blue background with blue hearts with text reading "Have a magical day, Valentine!"
The last two photos are product photos - first of the above eight artworks, which have been printed and cut into classroom-style kid's Valentine cards. They are laid out together on a wooden board.
The second one shows four cards, all of which have been scored for easy folding. Two lay upright, displaying the toad and unicorn card, while one lays on its back, showing that the back reads "Happy Valentine's day!" and "To/From." One card has also been folded and sealed with a heart sticker. Two strips of heart stickers, one red and one pink, are arranged with the cards.
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#valentine's cards#valentine's day#valentines#happy valentine's day#accessible art#watercolour critters art#watercolor painting#artblr#puns#etsy
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sooo.... I've been getting into slay the princess. here are some headcanons for the voices if they were given free reign to exist in the outside world. also they all live in the same house since I'm a sucker for that trope. also the princesses be there
under the cut because it will be very long. endgame spoilers for stp btw.
Voice Of The Hero:
the one that everyone is at least mostly chill with.
all the other voices have a fair amount of experience with him, considering the routes.
overall a pretty kind and considerate guy ←this is literally just canon what am I going on about
Can very easily miss subtext and sarcasm also.
↑the contrarian exploits this for friendly reasons!
↑↑the cold exploits this for evil reasons
I imagine he would look basically like a smaller the long quiet.
him and the contrarian are thick as thieves, as well as him and the long quiet.
struggles with feelings of loneliness and disconnection from the world around him.
semi-frequent nightmares, ranging from mostly being unpleasant dreams to "waking up in the middle of night terrified." thankfully, the latter option is rather rare for him.
very fond of physical affection.
Voice Of The Contrarian:
he's a crow!
very good at using reverse psychology.
However, this comes at the cost of being very susceptible to reverse psychology himself.
forgets to preen with alarming frequency, with surprisingly little consequence.
extremely loyal to those he cares for, just in weird ways.
Shares the hero's trait of being rather susceptible to loneliness.
he really likes giving the other voices nicknames! it's a show of affection for him.
him and hero kind of have what you'd call a bromance going on.
Voice Of The Hunted:
a sandpiper.
He's grown a lot more comfortable with the others, even though he still retains his prey animal mindset in a lot of ways.
very frequently puttering around making sure "the flock" (the other voices) are doing okay.
↑ especially when it comes to food!! his ass WILL make sure you've eaten
one of the main driving forces reminding the broken to eat drink and preen himself.
very meticulous about preening himself, but somehow even more meticulous with the others (headcanon inspired by someone else idr who sadly)
Can go from just standing on the ground normally to flying like 20 feet in the air in just a couple seconds.
he can and has done this on pure instinct when he's been startled outdoors.
desperately wants to carry people around you should totally let him do that pleasepleasepleaseplease
Very nervous around the beast/den, but has been calming down a bit in that respect.
surprisingly protective over the other voices, the broken and paranoid especially.
Voice Of The Smitten:
flamingo <3
struggles with feelings of inadequacy, feeling like he has to give 110% to the acts of service with the damsel at all times, even when that just isn't feasible for him.
He has a... complex relationship with the stubborn.
He struggles to understand how the hell his relationship with the adversary even functions, but is able to respect it for the most part.
↑This respect was only fostered when they almost got into a physical fight because the smitten questioned if he really loved the adversary.
Smitten's really bad at asking for help, sees it as unbecoming for himself.
For this same reason, he's also terrible at expressing his more genuinely bad feelings.
overpreens when stressed, leading to bald spots which he always gets extremely self-conscious and embarrassed about. nobody knows he gets these except himself.
resents the voice of the cold for the burned grey route, but refuses to give him the time of day about it.
Voice of the Broken:
He's been doing better. the others have been helping the best they can.
surprisingly enough however, one of the biggest catalysts for his improving mental health has been... the nightmare/moment of clarity?
it started off as her not having any fun messing with somebody who was already so beaten down, but the paradigm has long sense shifted from that.
Don't get me wrong, he's still a pushover. but less so now.
^these headcanons courtesy of @kalkori btw (hiii kb :3)
His feathers are a mess most of the time. the hunted is his saving grace in this respect.
actually, him and the hunted have grown rather close, in their own weird way.
Voice of The Stubborn:
he's a shoebill stork!
him and the adversary/eye of the needle are in a relationship together.
They've since branched out and gotten other hobbies other than beating the shit out of eachother (though they still do that frequently),
like beating the shit out of invasive plants, and picking fights with the more powerful princesses together
^the tower has not known a moment of peace since this began. she will not know a moment of peace again.
he frequently wrestles with the long quiet for fun!
hotblooded in the most literal way possible. actual walking heater.
likes pestering the skeptic.
Voice of the Paranoid:
most of these headcanons are also going to be courtesy of kb they are the number one voice of the paranoid fan to me
He's a Bittern! longass neck having ass
he is straight up sneef snorfin it
Frequently overpreens, leading to multiple bald spots.
the long quiet has put him into a longass cone over this one at least one occasion.
unlike the smitten, he doesn't really care about the bald spots.
buddies with the hunted!
is not happy about the whole "Moment Of Clarity hanging out with the broken" deal. Is only going along with it because he seems so much happier nowadays. (relative to how he was before, anyway.)
Will instinctively start muttering "heart lungs liver nerves" whenever he senses she's near.
By the way, the mantra still works. and now he can do it on other people, same body or not.
Considering using this ability to become a doctor!
extends his neck out really far on instinct whenever he feels threatened. just bittern things <3
Also, him and the smitten are friends, against all odds. nobody knows how their friendship functions with the way they are
Voice of the Cheated:
dont have a solid bird idea for him but a dodo bird could be really fun
i love him he sucks so much
Somehow keeps getting himself injured in ways that he just straight up could Not feasibly predict or prevent. he is NOT taking it in stride.
absolutely despises the opportunist, considers him a slimy, cheating bastard.
Isn't allowed to participate in board game sessions anymore.
not after the incident.
but he is allowed to observe and call people out if they try and cheat.
He's mellowed out a bit since the construct. just a bit.
he hates preening himself, and tends to get fidgety when other people preen him. but he always relents eventually, if only because he very much dislikes how uncomfortable it is to have unpreened feathers.
Voice of the Cold
also someone who's mellowed out a bit. Still, his walls are up.
But it's a lot harder to keep up a facade of disconnection when you have your own body. when you're more than just an observer. he tries regardless. And mostly succeeds. But the long quiet knows the truth.
The spectre and moment of clarity will sneak up behind him and try to jumpscare him with cold hands on his shoulders. it never works.
always ridiculously cold. counteracts this with the power of always layering.
butts heads with the smitten a lot. and the stubborn, actually.
He considers both of them hopeless romantics with nothing better to do except fawn over their partners.
Voice of the Skeptic
He'd probably be some kind of owl?
i'm gonna be honest i ain't got much for him but he does get along well with the paranoid, being able to reign him in from his more... impulsive worries.
Nobody realises that him and the prisoner are in a relationship. they don't plan on telling anyone until they find out.
he enjoys puzzles of any kind! jigsaw, logic, math, crossword, you name it.
good at white lies, but terrible at telling lies with any sort of substance or ill intent behind them.
tends to pace around a lot when deep in thought.
him and stubborn are shitasses to eachother most of the time.
Voice of the Opportunist
definitely a vulture.
he sucks so goddamn much i love him
he's actually turned the two-faced-ness down a bit since the construct. just a bit.
likes hanging out with the smitten, he thinks he's funny. No, no, he's not getting attached. shut it.
him and the witch hang out a lo too, but in a way that involves, well. a lot of biting.
they basically just playfight, but like. fighting dirty playfighting.
...He tends to avoid the thorn. he feels a bit guilty around her.
quiet ass footsteps. he just... appears in places sometimes. refuses to acknowledge this.
he eats bugs. and a lot of other weird things, actually.
both of these are because he's pretty much always hungry. if you leave food out he will have some.
he is much more impulsive than he would have you believe.
aaand that's all of them for now! if you read all of this we are now married /j
#slay the princess#stp#voice of the hero#voice of the contrarian#voice of the hunted#voice of the smitten#voice of the broken#voice of the stubborn#voice of the paranoid#voice of the cheated#voice of the cold#voice of the skeptic#voice of the opportunist#slay the princess spoilers#op
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Some say the dragon’s lair is guarded by a loyal flock of dire flamingoes.
A lovely end of summer commission by Rivalmit on twitter!
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I've been dreaming of the Spectator of Diamonds.
The stage is wrecked, the crowd is gone. But,,, the show, it must go on.
He is both the actor and the audience.
How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?
Cater settles into his seat. It’s cushy and comforting, the pillows almost cloud-like as he sinks down, becoming one with them.
The theater--empty, dark--is his domain, his castle. And he, the lone king atop of it all.
Click, click, click!
He looks up, finding that the stage lights have flared on. Glaring, hot. Four figures stand there in masks--yet he can see the echoes of himself in their verdant eyes, the orange hair cropping out from their false faces.
They are he, and he is they.
The set rolls in, setting the scene. They are wooden cutouts painted over and mounted in wheels or lowered on pulleys. Students in the wings operate them, hidden from the audience's view.
Here begins another story, a series of illusions to craft a beautiful lie.
"There's so much to do before the unbirthday party!" declares Cater the First, a crown upon his head. He waves an ornate staff over his followers, directing their activities. "Chop, chop! Let's hop to it, everyone! There's not a second to waste."
Cater the Second, in a hat and glasses, ferries a towering cake, as fake as the rest of the production. He knows the sponge is styrofoam and the frosting is plaster and paint. Still, he handles the dessert as though it is made of gold.
Cater the Third wrestles with a horde of plastic lawn flamingos and hedgehog plushies. Cater the Fourth, on a stepladder, stringing up a banner. The Third hurries past the Fourth, his foot catching on a foot of the ladder and nearly tripping him.
Righting himself, the Third hollers, "Hey, stay out of my way! Couldn't you have picked a better spot to do your work?"
To him, the Fourth coolly replies, "Not my fault you weren't watching where you were going."
"What was that?!"
"You heard me."
"Say that again to my face, I dare you!"
"I just did."
"Guys, guys! Relax," warns the Second, placing his cake down on a table. "The last thing we need is drama on an unbirthday."
"He's right," says the First. His brows draw together, not yet a full frown but coming close to it. "Drop it and get back to your tasks."
They scramble to each other, a flock reuniting and tending to their kin.
Cater has witnessed this scene many times over. The chaos, the mini-quarrels. From a safe distance, he watches, wearing the usual stitched smile.
Always a member of the audience, never the actor.
A longing ache fills his chest.
He wonders if now is a good time to clap, to interject. Make his presence known somehow.
Cater moves to speak, but doubt arrests him.
No—they don’t need me. They don’t want me there. They’re fine on their own. You’ll only make things worse.
The whispers start.
“Something’s off.”
“Something’s wrong.”
“Something’s missing.”
Cater surveys his surroundings.
The theater is empty, save for himself. It does not silence the voices coming from all corners, their murmur easily filling the room. It’s as though there is a full house, minus the bodies.
Just as hollow as he is.
“It’s fine!" he calls out to Nobody. "I’m sure the show will get better. They know what they're doing."
"It's incomplete," the whispers insist.
"We need you, Cater."
He gasps, his attention returning to the stage. The Caters are gone, their masks and propr lying abandoned upon it.
That sounds like...
"Trey."
Him, and the others. Their dorm leader and the duo of irksome first years are frozen mid-party prep. Trey strolls past them and to the edge of their pretend world,
He crouches down and grins. "What are you doing down there?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm spectating, silly."
"Spectating? That's an odd thing to do." Trey leans, offering his hand. "Come on. Heartslabyul isn't complete without you."
Cater stares. "But I… I like it here. It’s familiar.”
It’s safe.
Trey cocks his head. “But you also want to be up here, with the rest of us… don’t you?“
“You don’t get it. I—” Cater wavers. “I can’t, even if I want to. I just can’t, okay?”
Under the spotlights, they’ll see me for who I really am.
Trey watches him carefully. His golden eyes soften with understanding. "You're scared."
"Who said I was scared?" Cater attempts at a laugh. It doesn't come out quite right, petering out too quickly. "You're imagining things."
"I don't think so." He shakes his head. "This isn't you, Cater. You haven't been you for a long while now. I wish you'd be more genuine with us. With me."
"I am!"
Cater speaks louder than he means to. His exclamation hushes the others in the audience, silencing dissent.
For one long, horrible moment, he sees the sadness reaching Trey's face. The hope draining. Coldness overtakes Cater, and his mind goes to the worst places: his friend turning away, leaving.
His vision stings. He blinks, and the tears blur the world and the people in it, the stage and its actors.
His house of cards, collapsing.
It's over.
From the disparaging silence, a hushed voice rises.
"It's okay. You can be yourself," Trey says reassuringly. He's warm, like a blanket draped over his body. "Smile when you want to smile. Cry when you want to cry. Share it all with us. We'll embrace it."
A tear breaks free from Cater. The magic words, dispelling the dam holding his feelings back.
"Ah... Geez,” he mutters, wiping at his cheek. “Y-You're making me sentimental...!”
“I’d say that’s a pretty good start,” Trey chuckles. “… Hey, Cater. I think it’s about time. You’ll join us, right?”
“Hah. Of course…!”
That’s all I’ve ever wanted.
Cater rises and races to the stage. Slipping his hand in Trey's, he holds tight lets himself be hoisted up.
The ground is firm beneath his feet, the lights drying his tears. His heart drums with exhilaration—it feels so right. Like he belongs.
Up close, he should see the set falling apart. The wooden textures, the peeling paint. But it looks more real than ever, with foliage shifting in the wind and the aroma of roses perfuming the air. The stage, expanding.
Cater walks into the waiting wonderland.
"Found him!" Trey announces to the rest of the cast.
The scene resumes, the characters returning to motion.
"There you are, Cater!" Riddle cries out. "I certainly hope you weren't planning on offloading your responsibilities onto your underclassmen... again."
"Pfft!" Ace fails to contain a mocking laugh, his gaze sliding over to Deuce. "Yeah, cuz what kind of idiot would fall for something like that?"
"Sh-Shut up! You'd have wanted to help out your senpai too if you were there!!"
"No worries. I promise no more tricks this time. I'm... too tired for that."
"Cater?" Riddle takes a proper look at him, then narrows his eyes. "Have you been... crying?"
"Yeah. I think... I'll need a moment, Riddle-kun. Sorry, I'm going through a lot right now.”
It is his truth. The joy, and the levity it grants him, overwhelming.
He's finally among them.
Finally Somebody.
#twisted wonderland#twst#Cater Diamond#Trey Clover#disney twst#disney twisted wonderland#twst anni#twisted wonderland anni#twisted wonderland anniversary#twst anniversary#I've been dreaming...#twisted wonderland scenarios#twisted wonderland imagines#twst imagines#twst scenarios#twst countdown#twisted wonderland countdown#Ace Trappola#Deuce Spade#Riddle Rosehearts#Heartslabyul
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