My puppy got fixed yesterday poor cutie baby :(
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Puzzlewood is an ancient woodland site, near Coleford in the Forest of Dean, Gloucestershire, England. The site, covering 14 acres, shows evidence of open cast iron ore mining dating from the Roman period, and possibly earlier.
In 1848 some workmen, after moving a block of stone in the woods, found a small cavity in the rocks. In this cavity, hidden away, were three earthenware jars containing over 3,000 Roman coins. No-one knows why the coins were hidden away in the cliff face nor by whom.
J. R. R. Tolkien, a frequent visitor to the Forest of Dean, may have visited Puzzlewood, and many believe Puzzlewood was the inspiration for the fabled forests of Middle-earth, such as the Old Forest, Mirkwood, Fangorn or Lothlórien contained within The Lord of the Rings. J.K Rowling is also said to have visited Puzzlewood, and it may have been this that influenced her idea of The Forbidden Forest in the Harry Potter books.
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Can we cuddle?
In just our underwear, so our skin can touch. Can I hold you while you wrap yourself around me? I’ll play with your hair and drag my fingertips across your skin. You’ll peck at my neck while I laugh and tell you to stop. We could whisper cute things to each other over pillows that no one else could hear. We’d just stare in each others eyes until a smile cracked the silence of our lips.
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needle-pointed explosion pillows (based on movie stills) by Amelia Bauer
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In my End is my Beginningby Kirstie MacleodLightbox mounted threadless embroidery 2011Using manipulated lace patterns, formalised through alchemical symbolism this series attempts to illustrate a a temporary moment of continuity; a state George Baitialle believed could only be experienced in death or through sexual climax.A triptych of embroideries sewn without thread, and mounted onto a light source allowing the pin holes which would normally be concealed to become filled with light exposing the sharply punctured surface and creating an almost cosmic surface.
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I said good bye more times than I had ever meant to. The truth is that I didn’t want to but I knew somehow if I didn’t say it first, the words would eventually be coming from your lips and filling a silence I had grown afraid of. And your words would sit in my ear drums, leaving me with the echoing of a quiet fate that I have grown too familiar with.
