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This is what I do with my hands when I'm worried. I am worried. I'm frustrated with my lack of a place to stay next semester for student teaching, and worried about having absolutely NO friends, OK one, about isolating myself, and worried about never finding someone who can really truly appreciate who I am on the inside.

Little flowers never worries when the sun will shine or rain will fall. God cares for them all and if God cares for these flowers by the road that are here today and gone tomorrow, what more of you and me, who are created in His image. God loves you and me. God is good indeed.

You never have to worry about Gypsy being ready to go, and she will take you here, there and everywhere she can, reacting to all the barking neighbors, squirrels and other critters she is guarding you from!

"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia." ~Charles Schulz

 

Figured some of us might need the reminder that we're worrying more than we have to!

i want to grow old with you, Y. So, I would want to share my every joy, happiness, sadness, worries and all with you. share with me too. Love, J.

Day 335: Found out my Grandpa (on my Dad's side) is having surgery tomorrow. He had some gall bladder surgery last week and somewhere in the course of all that they discovered two tumors on his colon. It appears that they are benign, but the larger one HAS to be removed because it's causing him not to be able to eat. Due to his age (82) and the fact that he has emphysema, he has about a 50% chance that he won't come out of it. I'm very worried about him, needless to say. My Dad says Grandpa's in a great mood, laughing and happy...I can't ever remember him being any other way...he's just such a happy soul. Dad is confident that he'll make it through just fine and I really hope he's right.

The Worry Dolls promoting their album "The Man That Time Forgot" on Poole Quay today

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The Worry Dolls promoting their album "The Man That Time Forgot" on Poole Quay today

Some tiny, sweet little worry dolls...In retrospect, I'm not sure why I have uploaded two of these photos - although they are slightly different, probably not different enough to have them both here!

People watching at Harrow-on-the-Hill Station

Jackie was to the right holding Skylar so she wouldn't fall:)

Once I heard from my dad, I went into this empty office next to mine so I could have a bit of pity party for a moment. There were several times today that all I wanted to do was find a dark corner and just have a good cry.

this is the look of a baby after his mom was forcing him her boob and saying "suck it! c'mon suck it!!" poor baby.

Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow.

 

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Sometimes the gravity of the situation pours through. I can't suppress the wrinkles and furrowed brow. My eyes sag with the weight. My partner has stage 4 cancer.

Some tiny, sweet little worry dolls...In retrospect, I'm not sure why I have uploaded two of these photos - although they are slightly different, probably not different enough to have them both here!

50mm sumimcron

Alfred E. Neuman "Punk as Fuck" Sockguy socks.

Worry Ship @ Wayward Council. Gainesville FL, July 2010.

Momma has a devious look on her face.

Well, i meet this lady today who has a foot disease and a supply of only 50 Euro / month. She told me that she tried to commit suicide a day before because there is no one to help her with money or medicine.

 

A sad story.

Cosmopolitan: February 1954

Illustration by Mitzi Melnicoff

so this lens is pretty ridiculous. i will have to practice with patience to get good results with it, but I've seen it can do well.

it's that ufo lens from 7artisans, that basically adds no weight or dimension to my camera. it is fix f6.3 and there is a quarter ring turn to focus between 30cm and infinity but I'm not sure yet about how to work it best.

the results look like those disposable cameras from the 90s. if im in no mood to worry about my lens sticking out, or to have tense neck and shoulders, im definitely going to pick this thing.

  

it's ridddiculous.

The Worry Dolls promoting their album "The Man That Time Forgot" on Poole Quay today

Worrying (a Literary and Cultural History)

breakin heads in the yard...or broken heads in the yard..late night worries

 

The Small Tortoiseshell is one of our most-familiar butterflies, appearing in gardens throughout the British Isles. Unfortunately, this butterfly has suffered a worrying decline, especially in the south, over the last few years.

 

This butterfly has always fluctuated in numbers, but the cause of the most-recent decline is not yet known, although various theories have been proposed. One is the increasing presence of a particular parasitic fly, Sturmia bella, due to global warming - this species being common on the continent. The fly lays its eggs on leaves of the foodplant, close to where larvae are feeding. The tiny eggs are then eaten whole by the larvae and the grubs that emerge feed on the insides of their host, avoiding the vital organs. A fly grub eventually kills its host and emerges from either the fully-grown larva or pupa before itself pupating. Although the fly attacks related species, such as the Peacock and Red Admiral, it is believed that the lifecycle of the Small Tortoiseshell is better-synchronised with that of the fly and it is therefore more prone to parasitism.

 

Distribution

 

This is one of our most widespread butterflies, occurring throughout the British Isles, including the Orkneys and Shetlands.

 

Annual Cycle

 

The adult butterflies can be seen at any time of the year, even on the last days of December or first days of January if the temperature is high enough to wake them from hibernation. However, adults normally emerge from hibernation at the end of March and start of April. There are typically 2 broods each year, except in the north, where there is usually only a single brood. Whether single or double-brooded, the butterfly is a familiar sight in late summer as it takes nectar to build up essential fats in preparation for hibernation.

 

Habitat

 

This butterfly can turn up almost anywhere, from city centres to mountain tops. As such, it is one of our most successful butterflies. It is most-often seen, however, where nettles grow in abundance, such as field margins. This butterfly is often encountered while hibernating in an outbuilding, such as a garage, shed or barn, where they may be found in the company of other individuals. Other hibernation sites include hollow trees and wood piles.

 

Larval Foodplants

 

The primary larval foodplants are Common Nettle (Urtica dioica) and Small Nettle (Urtica urens).

 

Nectar Sources

 

Adults feed primarily on Betony (Stachys officinalis), Bramble (Rubus fruticosus agg.), Carline Thistle (Carlina vulgaris), Dandelion (Taraxacum agg.), Devil's-bit Scabious (Succisa pratensis), Field Scabious (Knautia arvensis), Greater Stitchwort (Stellaria holostea), Hawkweeds (Hieracium/Hypochoeris), Heather (Calluna vulgaris / Erica spp.), Hemp Agrimony (Eupatorium cannabinum), Ivy (Hedera helix), Knapweeds (Centaurea spp.), Marjoram (Origanum vulgare), Primrose (Primula vulgaris), Privet (Ligustrum vulgare), Ragwort (Senecio jacobaea), Thistles (Cirsium spp. and Carduus spp.), Thyme (Thymus polytrichus) and Water Mint (Mentha aquatica).

 

Imago

 

The two sexes are almost identical in appearance, with the distinctive yellow and orange uppersides providing a contrast with the drab undersides that provide the butterfly a good deal of camouflage when hibernating.

 

In the afternoon, males set up territories, usually close to a nettle patch, where they rest of the foodplant or ground with their wings open, waiting for a passing female. When a female enters the territory, a most curious courtship begins. The male approaches the female from behind and starts to "drum" his antennae on the hindwings of the female, making a feint sound that is audible to the human ear. The female may fly a little distance, with the male following, where the process repeats. This can go on for several hours with the couple spending a good amount of time basking together. Eventually, usually in early evening, the female will lead the male into vegetation, often a nettle patch, and crawl between stems with the male following, where they eventually mate. They remain coupled until the following morning.

 

in my shop. see profile for info. thanks!

I jumped in the goods compartment of the carriage - separate to that part of the carriage for normal commuters - and reserved for people and their trading goods as they go to and from the markets. It reminded me how hard it must be for these people to make a living. They looked so tired.

from what you won't ever find.

The Worry Dolls promoting their album "The Man That Time Forgot" on Poole Quay today

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