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An abandoned potato sorting station near Krasnosilka, Ukraine with a unusual, cantilevered design. The concrete block at the end forms the counterweight of the structure, creating the impression it floats over the fields.

“I am fierce!”

I rewatched both shows at the same time, of course this was gonna happen

Now we all know what happens if you get the Book of Peace. You return it to Syracuse and save Proteus. But if you don’t get the Book, you have a choice to make. Either sail to paradise with the woman of your dreams, or return to Syracuse to die. You’re either a thief or a hero. So here’s my question: If you don’t get the Book, will you go back to die?

AU where Sokka’s high-on-cactus-juice encounter with the giant mushroom takes a dark turn. (Also he has a gun)

based on this beautiful tumblr post

bonus:

Infants (0-1 year)

Toddlers (1-3 years)

Children (9-11 years)

Preteens (12-14 years)

Teenagers (15-19 years)

Young adults (20-35 years)

Middle age adults (36-59 years)

Old adults (60+)

Age groups according to tumblr:

Children (0-17 years)

Young adults (18-25 years)

over the last several months, we have been implementing a protocol to eliminate karybelle the sheltie’s barking surrounding her mealtimes. we have accomplished this by initially introducing an alternate activity during prep time (stuffed kong) and religiously giving her a time out gated in the yard if she stops that activity to bark, thus delaying her dinner until she’s quiet. this has been extremely successful; she’s gone from barking literally 100+ times during meal prep to barking 0 times, and only occasionally slips up. the behavior she has chosen to replace her meal-prep-screaming (after all, that energy has to go somewhere) is frantically - but silently - running circles around the coffee table to finally slam into a perfect down-stay as her bowl is set down.

this evening as the food was coming out, karybelle seamlessly slipped into her silent circling routine. except after a couple of reps, she abruptly changed course, yeeted herself out the dog door, barked once, and immediately jumped back in to resume her circling.