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After lengthy deliberation, Fidget dug her hideout on a shady, well-drained ledge near the porch. She can see the front half of our property from there and it's hard to see her because she's tucked into the edge of a thicket.
She was lying there drowsing, but snapped to attention when a neighbor opened his front door 200 yards away.
(Aerial view below.)
Fidget and Bella.
Both of these sweet girls are no longer with us, but I just found this picture again and had to post to share my cheerio bandits.
Mouse takes off to chase somebody, probably a fox or coyote, away from the south end of the pasture.
Fidget thinks that one Pyr on the chase is probably enough.
A basic "skeleton" for new design variations based on my Magic Folding "Fidget" Cube.
First of all I analyzed the design of the cube looking for the parts that were really needed to make it work. The result was a working "skeleton" of the cube which wasn't more than the hinge plates, the SNOT brackets and a few plates as "connectors" between them.
RESISTANCE IS FUTILE - THIS CUBE HAS BEEN ASSIMILATED... - A Magic Folding "Fidget" Cube inspired by a Star Trek Borg cube.
As a Star Trek geek as I am, one of the first ideas for a new and more interesting design for a folding cube was, of course, a Borg cube.
So I started with a black "skeleton" of my folding cube and added black an trans-green details that looked as "Borg" as possible. This is the result.
One second after 75-pound Fidget tried to mount 105-pound Mouse for about the fiftieth time today.
Fidget complains that there's no justice in life.
"Why does my sister, who isn't half the dog that I am, have to be the size of a Buick?"
Photographing the flowers in our garden, although I don't know what plant it is, just think it's beautiful. Happy to hear from anyone who knows the name of this plant! Google tells me it's a Dancing-lady Orchid (Oncidium) but I'm not convinced.
Brazzaville, Republic of Congo
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Fiddly Bits is exactly what they are - they're 'fidget toys', apparently for stress relief in people suffering from ADHD and similar...
Fidget sleeping by the wood stove. She just had a professional doggie bath for the first time in her life. She cleaned up pretty well, but we're still getting used to her supernatural glow.
Shot at maximum aperture with a 1970s Nikkor 55mm f/1.2 lens on a Sony NEX-5n. This antique glass slab finds its niche when, as here, it's shot wide open as a creamy, dreamy, shallow-DOF portrait lens. It's plenty sharp if you stop it down. There's a picture of it in the comments section.
While at a boring ground breaking ceremony, this man looked interested, but his hands were fidgeting from the boredom.
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A basic "skeleton" for new design variations based on my Magic Folding "Fidget" Cube.
"Fidget Toys" have become quite popular ultimately and with all those spinners and tiny cubes on the market Lego fidget toys did get some attention, too. One of those Lego toys is a folding cube based on promotion picture cubes.
My Lego version is from 2014 and you can find quite a few of similar (or even identical) cubes sold as fidget toys in online "brick" shops. I don't know if they are copies, built by "reverse engineering" based on my cube or simply parallel developments based on the same ideas I had. But they exist and look just like my one.
Anyway, I thought I could go a step further with the design of the cube. A comment on my original cube on flickr inspired me to make a more interesting version that didn't look just like "a cube".
Left to right, Fidget, Molly, Mouse and Granger. We've got a full plate here, but in a good way.
Granger is gradually finding his place in the tribe, though he's still a wary dog. He's seen here last night piled up with the other Pyrs for his first group snuggle.
Though there's snow on the ground, it's almost spring, and there's soil prep and planting to be done. We're working in the house as well -- ourselves and the carpenters. Fencing has been on-and-off owing to the weather, and Granger can't be fully incorporated into the operation until that's done.
We're occupied from daylight past dark, so I'm taking a break from Flickr. I'll miss you, but I'll be back in a month or so.
ZEN MAGNETS - Neodymium Magnetic Balls (@146, 118) - Fidget Spinner(s)
Non-working but captures the spirit. Actual Fidget Spinners courtesy of my kids.
Round (@146) - (4x(2x(6+12)))+2x1 centers
Pointy (@118) - (2x(6+12)+2x1 center) + (3x2x(9-ball triangles)) + (3x(2x4 arm extender))
The latest playground craze. Luckily my son works in a shop that sells them so he can buy them before they go on the shelves!
A basic "skeleton" for new design variations based on my Magic Folding "Fidget" Cube.
Based on this skeleton cube I found four variations of the basic design (A ... D) with the pivot points at the same positions but with some different details (changes marked with orange parts). Each of the designs has six folding steps (1 ... 6) so you get 24 different versions of a symmetrical cube or cuboid that you can use as a base for a foldable micro scale Lego model.
Pyrs cover their food and eat it gradually over the course of a day. They try to cover it with leaves, snow, ice, or even with air,
They keep a loose eye on their stash and chase the hens away if they see them getting too close. It's an all-day game of keep-away most every day.
(Apologies for the heavy breathing and woodpecker noises. I'm new to making videos.)
i've decided that I need to spend nights in the house like Rabbit does. It would be better for my allergies, and it would give me a break from my stinking, crazy sister who wakes up every twenty seconds to bark at hallucinations.
Besides, it's NICE down there. There are fans to keep me cool, and Rabbit has bones that she's happy to share with me once we've "discussed" it for a bit. There aren't any geese pooping in the water dish.
It's just as wonderful as I imagined it would be.
I'm sure you've thought of it already, but I could also point out that this hole took only two hours to dig, and there's nothing special about this particular section of fence that makes it any easier to dig under than the other ... oh ... 5000 feet of fence around the pasture.
Oh, by the way, I'm in heat and I was outside the fence overnight, so I expect you'll be wanting to call the veterinarian. And you HAVE to meet my new boyfriend!! He's in the scrap metal salvage security business, and he's REALLY handsome, or at least he will be once you get his mange cleared up.
I'm certain that when you think about this for awhile you'll come to see that this is an offer you simply can't refuse.
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The Doctor made no move to open the doors. Solemnly he stood, the grin that he had before slowly fading away to a small grimace. Again, the knock rang sharply from the door, but still the Doctor stood his ground, hands fidgeting over toggle switches and dials. He lowered his head and tried to block out the noise.
“Not today,” he thought to himself.
A third time the knock aggressively came, the wooden panes of the door bowing from the strain. Grudgingly, the Doctor reached a long finger over and pressed a glowing red button on the console beside him. Metal timbers ticked and turned in the lock behind him until at last they aligned themselves. With a great gust of energy, the doors flung open, revealing a figure clothed in robes woven form beams of light. Steam spilled over the threshold as the figure stepped inside the craft, a golden staff resting snugly in its hand.
"You have idled long enough, Doctor. The time to rise above your retreat is upon you."
The Doctor smirked as he gazed into the Time Rotor before him. Nonchalantly, he cleared his throat as his eyes flickered down to the controls, the indifference in his voice cracking slightly.
"That was an impressive facade you posed. I mean, really- ancient prophecies, Leagues of Eternals, Gates of Light, dark forces rising- ha! Puh-lease. I’ve heard it all before. There is only one who has the omniscient power and overbearing ego to fabricate such a convincing act... White Guardian."
The cloaked figure said nothing, the knuckles that clasped onto its golden staff tightening. The hum of the machine reverberated off the chamber walls. The Doctor felt the figure's silence, and gave a casual look over his shoulder. The figure broke their composition, sighing with defeat.
“I do not deny it. I am the White Guardian who you met in your fourth incarnation. You must forgive my fabrications. I was in desperate need, but I was unsure of your current company’s... trustworthiness.”
The Doctor’s fingers slipped on a lever, and with fire he slammed his palm into it. With a hurtful sigh, the TARDIS lights dimmed overhead, only to cautiously return to their normal pulse. The Doctor spun with confrontation, but whatever he was about to snap was choked back. He turned away.
“Anyone who travels with me has my full loyalty and confidence. Anything you say to me you can say to them.” he bitterly remarked. The White Guardian took a step in from the doorway,
“Regardless of what has passed, the point is once again I need you, Doctor, to complete what the Guardians of Good and Evil cannot do.”
"Hence this," The Doctor said, his hand reaching into the coat he wore. From his pocket he produced a white cube, the corners very worn from several years of pocket carrying. The tarnished faces glinted with an eerie light in the room’s cold light. The Doctor leaned against the console and tossed the cube between his hands.
“I’ve had my suspicions, but I would suppose your presence confirms it. You know I know what this is.”
The White Guardian said nothing to the Doctor, waiting hesitantly.
“This is the Key to Time.”
Gripping their staff, the White Guardian nodded to the Doctor. They erected their posture, their voice now omnipresent, and a slight temporal wind bellowing their robe majestically.
“Then you know what must be done. Find the other segments of Time. Complete the Key. Return it to me. I have faith in your abilities and your honor, Doctor. There is little time left. The fate of the universe rests in your hands.”
With a flourish of their cloak, The White Guardian pivoted to leave. With an aggressive grimace, the Doctor rested the Key on the lip of the console and turned back to his tinkering.
“You can take it back, I’m not doing it.”
The Guardian stopped, and turned their head to the Doctor, a look of confusion crossing their shadowed face.
“You cannot decline this task, Doctor.”
“Go bother someone else, I’m busy”
“Doing what?”
“Things.”
The Guardian slumped on its staff, unable to process this new, inconceivable resistance.
“Doctor, I realize the loss of your friends has disturbed you greatly, but there is a larger picture at hand. It is your duty to finish this, for honor, for sanity, for the balance of Time itself!”
“Well, I have a pot of tea that I left on the kettle.”
“Doctor, I have chosen you.”
“(I was afraid you were going to say that) Well, I decline your offer.”
“This is not an offer, Doctor. This is your purpose.”
“Sorry, I don’t do that anymore.”
"I don’t know what being locked in your TARDIS has done to you, but the Doctor I know was never this callous. Perhaps you need others to accompany you. As you know, I have ways, and I can provide you with new traveling partners to compensate for the ones you lost-”
The Doctor slammed his hands on the panel and turned to the Guardian, his eyes slightly blurred.
Pictured left to right:
MOST RECENT GADGETS: Pink (edited to black) LG G3 Isai FL24 that bricked itself out of nowhere for no reason, pink ZURU fidget spinner (edited to black)
OLD RETIRED GADGETS: old iPod Touches that either bricked themselves or became too full/outdated; yellow Panasonic EB-A101 Vodafone, released 2004; blue Nokia 2280; silver Nokia 6225n - one of the first pxt (mms) CDMA phones, released 2003; silver and black Nokia Asha 203, my first phone once we were advised New Zealand’s Telecom CDMA network was to be deactivated and shuffled over to WCDMA Telecom XT – having qualms with the XT network I simply bought a new phone on their new competitor’s network, 2 Degrees; and on the right, CD-ROMs that came free with magazines.
I have found the extrude tool in Photoshop... 😛
Mouse and Fidget always bound over for a hug at their special spot by the fence.
Mouse gets her hug first -- she pushes Fidget right out of the picture until she has been well and fully nuzzled.
Then ...well OK ... it's time to share with her little 100-pound sister.
Continuing with my small bird theme. Switched to my older 7D body and new 100-400 zoom. Not nearly as good at higher iso as the 5D III (5D is way better) but you get effectively 640 mm for the price of 400 mm! But good to get the 7D out again, it has not seen the light for quite a while!