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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 22/02/2025

It was absolutely original and marvelous. Original music, and a story of strange compassion for the ghosts who cannot let go.

Three actors on stage: a sexy grim reaper, a physicist who has lost his way,and the accompanist for those dead who are unable to move on

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 22/02/2025

A proud moment: I am here for the first performance of My Friend Grim, a musical written and composed by my child Leo. They have an amazing talent and I am beyond impressed they brought this all the way from inspiration to reality.

Playbill for My Friend Grim, hands holding a bundle of roses that look, through some trick of the Artists hand, very slightly like a skull

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 14/02/2025

Happy Valentines Day! Here's a strawberry for you, whereever you are in the world.

A bright red strawberry growing under green leaves.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 11/02/2025

Good morning BlueSky. I've been busy and tired as it feels that so much is crumbling. Here is a bit of summer for you,and a huge hollow log that children play inside.

A fallen sequoia, long ago hooked out by fire, that fell and broke across a tiny creek. The hollow tree makes a tunnel to play in

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 09/02/2025

Great blue herons perched high in a winter tree. They look something like the chrysalises of some enormous caterpillars that metamorphose into pterodactyls...

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 09/02/2025

Ancient rocks from a summer long ago. These were part of an archipelago before North America was a thing, and now they crown a mountain range. They're granite, but so old that they crumble to a fine gravel at a touch.

Formations of ancient crumbling rock, high in the mountains in summer.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 09/02/2025

Mokey always liked the snow. The world transformed overnight and she rolls with it, delighted and never surprised, she accepts the world as it is in this moment.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 08/02/2025

Be of good cheer. We are far from the first people to face dark and uncertain times. Our ancestors got past them, and so can we. That which is good and beautiful can endure.

A waterfall spilling over wer black rock, among trees cringing to a steep mountainside

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 08/02/2025

Another spray of winter snow on the old maple. I've never decorated any tree so well as this one is.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 06/02/2025

And Elon said unto them Consider the lillies of the field: they reap not normally do they sow. Inefficient deadbeats. I'm feeding the lot of them into a wood chipper and replacing all flowers with AI generated images. Massive efficiency gain.

A spray of tiny pink flowers growing amon twigs and pine needles on an old boulder

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 06/02/2025

The same tree now weighed down under heavy snow. The bent branches are quite beautiful but sometimes they break off entirely. Thus nature prunes, in its way.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 06/02/2025

Today snow falls thick and fast, weighing down and even cracking branches. It feels like proper winter at last

Tall hemlocks, weighed down with thick heavy snow.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 06/02/2025

A little snow, a day ago, frosted the trees i know...

A Japanese maple in winter, lightly dusted with snow

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 04/02/2025

Snow last night turned the world to white beauty that will last just a few hours. No matter how briefly it lasts this always brings me joy.

A bare tree, made magical by fresh snow on every twig

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 02/02/2025

Our first light dusting of snow this winter! It was too warm and then too dry, we hadn't got any so far. Some years we get none at all. I'm glad of it, snow always makes me happy.

Trees and bushes with just the a thin layer of snow on them

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 31/01/2025

It's a lovely cold rainy day at last. It's been dry for too long, the ground wants to be soaked this time of year. I have always loved the rain.

A bare tree in winter, raindrops glistening on every twig.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 29/01/2025

Here is a lake nearby me, surrounded by brown brush and grass this time of year. If every mirror is a portal then it holds another sky... the great herons know the truth of it.

A lake in winter, bounded by brown grass and brush, reflecting clouds and blue sky.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 27/01/2025

A tiny creek winds among the frost. A little boy nearby, I'm told, knows every water insect, frog and crayfish living there. There was a time when I spent days and hours peering into other streams, but I never knew every single creature.

A tiny creek winding through a frosty field of short grass. Thick trees grow all around.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 26/01/2025

I walked today through hidden woods with a man so gentle that his spirit shone clean through his face. We talked through the terrors of our time, but he and his wife are such old spirits that the undercurrent of all they do is quiet joy.

A forest of mossy trees and fern, with sunlight shining through behind.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 23/01/2025

Horoscopes will never become really accurate until around 2950, when experimental astrologers are able to test, by moving the planets around, whether or not Neptune being in Pisces makes it a good day to have a salad.

A star cluster in Pisces, Hubble telescope image

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 18/01/2025

My dog has always been a rock climber. She must not have been brought up properly, since no one ever explained to her that dogs can't do this.

A golden doodle clambering over a boulder field, unaware that dogs can't manage those.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 17/01/2025

You have to listen closely for the music, but it's there I think.

Lichen on an old stump, putting up trumpet shaped spore heads

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 16/01/2025

A cold fog is creeping in, and all the world turns to wonder.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 10/01/2025

A mighty creature is the germ, Though smaller than the pachyderm. His customary dwelling place Is deep within the human race. His childish pride he often pleases By giving people strange diseases. Do you, my poppet, feel infirm? You probably contain a germ. -- Ogden Nash

A jellyfish on a beach, looking something lie and ameoboa

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 08/01/2025

Dawn in purple-red light from some other planet, one of the brief moments when the veil between the worlds grows thin.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 07/01/2025

Nature makes hexagons again and again, in places one might never expect. Sometimes geometry seems to force them, and sometimes they just appear.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 04/01/2025

It's more than that: Elmer here has been hoping you could introduce him to that cute bit of moss you posted Tuesday...?

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 03/01/2025

It's a strangely warm winter, very rainy. The trees and grasses are braced for proper cold, but it's so warm you could plant cucumbers. Perhaps we'll get some real cold later on

A view out onto a calm river through brown dry grasses

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 02/01/2025

Venus has all the properties normally assigned to hell: it's surface is hot enough to melt lead, it's atmosphere full of sulphuric acid, and the air pressure would crush you flat. Is there a beauty to it? Possibly, but not one a human could survive seeing...

The surface of Venus, as seen by a Russian spacecraft before the heat and acid destroyed it.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

Here's a mossy tree from a few springs ago. It grows in one of those old growth patches the loggers missed. I often take comfort in the thought that those old patches are filled with living things older than the language I speak, let alone whatever argument we're having in it.

A tree trunk so covered in shaggy moss you can't see it

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 30/12/2024

I always thought it would be incredibly cool to read the original forms of these stories, but my talents don't bend in that direction. One needs to know Sumerian, Acadian, and cuneiform....

A section of the Epic of Glgamesh, in cuneiform on a fired clay tablet.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 28/12/2024

If mirrors are the boundaries between worlds then every puddle in the woods deserves a closer look. If only one could wear the right ring or talisman she could jump through to the other side and see what's over there.

Trees and twigs growing up from water, tangled with their reflection

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 27/12/2024

There are spirits just out of sight in the mist. As a child they were huge and obvious but now I just barely get a glimmer of them -- they've grown more wary, or my senses have dulled. But even now I know if I went to the right tree on the wrong night I'd hear whispers from some evil icy shade.

A snowy road at night, trees obscured by falling snowy like a fog

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 24/12/2024

Real hot chocolate, thick enough to float a nail on, so sweet and potent it stings the back of throat and sets my ears ringing. I don't think there's anything better.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 23/12/2024

Looking down I see the leaves of trees, water, then branches without leaves dark against the sky.

Trees reflected in water over fallen leaves

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 23/12/2024

A lot of us let our whiskers grow a bit unruly this time of year

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 21/12/2024

No snow for us today, but a deep cold dark hard rain bringing out the living green all around us. Our forests are vibrant in the winter.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 21/12/2024

Happy winter solstice to all! The shortest day means the longest night, so all who cuddle up in darkness get the most natural dark to enjoy tonight. It's much better for you than artificial dark

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 21/12/2024

Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it! I left the theory of Christianity behind long ago, but I'm keeping all the good bits, and trees and colored lights and songs and all the rest are good stuff.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 19/12/2024

The sequoia had learned the Miwok language, but had last spoken with Liwanu in the year now called 1630. Liwanu had been the last one who had anything interesting to say. The recent infestation of chattering humans, some other tribe apparently, held little interest. #hpb53

A sequoia , a young one less than a thousand years old

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 19/12/2024

A tree i met and liked one day, though I doubt he would remember me. I also met that day three trout, a rattlesnake, a friendly pit bull, and a man who nearly clapped his hands in glee when I told him about the rattlesnake.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

Good morning BlueSky. It's winter now, so here a reflection of another winter, a mud puddle or a mirror, depending on if it's leaking into your boots. Some of the best walks start out waist deep in cold water though, so don't always go around.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 16/12/2024

Blades of grass from this summer gone. Winter is with us here,sleeping somehow comforting.

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 15/12/2024

The moon is out tonight, caught in clouds and branches. We have no werewolves here because of the zoning laws

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Chris B @chrisprobably.bsky.social · 12/12/2024

The walls were covered with heads, each mounted to a wooden board and fixed to the stone. Many of the heads came from animals... but some were human

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