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Dog burned the windowsill with the cig
#FateGO #FateStayNight #FGO #FateGrandOrder
ok guys Rj got me this teapot as an early debut present and someone's been moving it around. Like I put it on the table and now it's on the windowsill??
please send help
#WIP of an attack on a certain someone... Also bringing back these windowsill pieces hopefully I'll open them up this summer XD
#furry #furryart #furryfandom
She's looking for a freshly baked pie sitting on a windowsill somewhere 🥧😋🍒
I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the blackbird is involved
In what I know
✍️Wallace Stevens
🎼O. Messiaen: Le merle noir/The Blackbird,1952
https://t.co/GcnOHBRHOu
🖌️Steve Greaves: Blackbird on a Windowsill - Gouache
Late night listenings: #Mcbaise 'Windowsill'. Regret that I didn't buy their earlier albums, 'Seabass' and 'Raviolo' on vinyl. "She's A Big Boy" is a bop, recommend watching the music video: https://t.co/akrSSMBi6D
If I do prop designs, I’ll probably work on:
👉 Podium
👉 Painting of a Rock
👉 Chair
👉 Yellow Windowsill Garden Box
👉 Records and Speakers
In the summer, I hide a lovely you, like bubbling soda, the sunset at dusk, and the cat who often sleeps on the windowsill.💕
@new_thitipoom
#Newwiee #นิวฐิติภูมิ
& details. this is a small sketchbook painting that i made on the windowsill
🎨: watercolor, gouache, pencil, pen, marker
Late night listenings: #Mcbaise 'Windowsill'. Little sad that I hadn't acted earlier and bought 'Seabass' and 'Raviolo' on vinyl, before they sold out. Check out the music video "She's A Big Boy" as an introduction:
https://t.co/akrSSMSTvd
Plant tulips near your front door and under windowsills to protect your home and its inhabitants from those who would cause harm.🌿🌷🌿@FolkloreThurs #FolkloreThursday
📷The Tulip Fairy - Cicely Mary Barker.
Olivier Messiaen (December 10, 1908 – April 27, 1992) a French composer, organist, and ornithologist, one of the major composers of the 20th century
Olivier Messiaen - Le Merle noir (1952)
https://t.co/yg0kGz26YP
Blackbird on a Windowsill by Steve Greaves
Minnie had not even noticed he was gone. Only Rita, who was lying forgotten on the windowsill saw him.
He had to go wait until dusk before he flew back to the park. But tonight everything seemed different. Suddenly he felt terribly alone.