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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 23/09/2025

Continent subscriptions to a silly children’s network is not going to sort out your democracy is it?

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 23/09/2025

So United States is not democracy anymore what are you not gonna do about it?

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 21/09/2025

Day 260 of Summer Meadow The willow I planted last November has surrendered dramatically to the long, hot summer think Shakespearean death scene but quieter. Silver lining? A friendly horse’s bumper willow crop means we’ll be harvesting today. Honestly, survival of the bendiest.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 16/09/2025

News just seen Donald Trump’s arrived at United Kingdom everybody in the UK think he’s I hate to use the word but a dickhead he’s walking around thinking his knees Mr. I’m fix it he couldn’t fix a plug.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 16/09/2025

Taco Tuesday does that mean Donald Trump‘s doing a U-turn again?

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

Day 256 of Summer Meadow Update: Today I’m taking a train. Trains are gloriously middle-class—above the bus (poor people’s chariot), beneath the car (rich people’s throne). So here I sit, suspended in class purgatory, sipping tea, wondering if the driver wears tweed.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 13/09/2025

There is no democracy there is a power with money

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 13/09/2025

Day 255 of Summer Meadow Forecast: Sunshine Sunday with scattered showers, like the universe can’t quite commit to a mood. Somewhere between “beach day” and “bring a towel.” With a hint of rosemary, because apparently even the weather’s gone artis-anal.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 13/09/2025

A brush Pony fed the pony walk the dogs Pet the sheep said hi to the chickens now it’s cup of tea time

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 11/09/2025

Forward-looking Rain teaches patience. Ponies squelch, sheep look soggy, hens act like waterproof philosophers. Super Ted eyes puddles with heroic suspicion while Sid tests gravity’s limits with each splash. Tomorrow promises sunshine or, more likely, wetter socks. Still, tea will prevail.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 11/09/2025

Day 253 of Summer Meadow The rain finally stopped, as if the universe hit pause to let us breathe. Ten minutes of silence, a fragile truce between sky and soil. Then predictably the clouds regrouped, rolled their eyes, and dumped yet another aquatic sequel.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 09/09/2025

Day 252 of Summer Meadow Today the meadow is running perfectly without me. The chickens are gossiping, the sheep are deep in grass philosophy, and the ponies are almost smug. So I’m taking a radical decision: a pamper day. Self-care is, after all, future-farming. youtube.com/shorts/KADn9...

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Let’s give it a try #lifeisbutadream #letsgiveitago #funny #foodlover #music #askaround

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 08/09/2025

The summer dead, a bloated thing, lies moldering in the tall grass. A chill wind whispers through the corn stalks. Something foul and ancient stirs in the September darkness. Best lock your doors. #SeptemberVibes #AutumnAwaits

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 07/09/2025

Day 250 at Summer Meadow Big update day the caravan has landed, shiny and smug on its wheels. Think of it as a spaceship with teacups, a command centre disguised as cosy. From the outside, it whispers adventure. From the inside, it promises naps.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 06/09/2025

The future whispers too: 2026 waiting with fences, willow sculptures, orchards swelling with promise. Plans root themselves quietly in the soil today, dreaming of tomorrow’s shade. Sid chases falling leaves, unaware he’s chasing time. Summer Meadow stands ready season by season, story by story.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 06/09/2025

Day 249 at Summer Meadow Autumn has arrived, crisp and certain, like a page turning. The meadow hums with the smell of apples, earth, and wool. Harvest calls sheep nod wisely, ponies stomp approval, hens plot feasts. Even Ted senses the shift, pacing like a black sentinel of change.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 06/09/2025

Shocking: Hyundai’s new Georgia plant just faced an ICE raid. Entire Korean setup crew arrested, facing deportation. The $50B investment once headed to the U.S. may now shift to the EU. Big money, bigger fallout watch this space.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 06/09/2025

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God @thegodshow.com · 05/09/2025

Bless all the people who ripped RFK Jr. a new asshole today.

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𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕖 𝔾𝕦𝕣𝕝 @sundaedivine.lol · 04/09/2025

If you turn down the volume, RFK Jr looks like a guy testifying about why the tanning bed industry needs a bailout.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

Day 246 of summer meadow Morning everyone

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

The trick is simple eyes open, heart open, mug in hand. Even Ted pauses his patrol, Sid forgets mischief, and the hens hum approval. Wednesday isn’t a hurdle; it’s a hidden gift. Sip slow, notice more, and let the wonders slip in like sunlight.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

Day 245 at Summer Meadow Wednesday wisdom whispers: stop, breathe, and take five. The world is loud, but tea is louder in its own quiet way. Pour a cup of dream tea, let it cool, and watch the meadow tilt toward wonder.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

The conclusion was clear. The world is chaos, cats will always win, and the only sensible solution to all of it… was another cup of tea.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

That’s when Alfie, the cat, decided enough was enough. He cornered Sydney, tail like a lightning rod. There followed a battle cry of “woof, woof!” “meow, meow!” and, if I wasn’t mistaken, “don’t kill me!” from Sydney. Meanwhile, I remained sat on my throne, observing like a weary Roman Emperor.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

My phone buzzed—work calling. My boss wanted me to “take a seat,” which I did, though the throne in question was porcelain.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

Inside, the chaos continued. Towels flew, dogs shook like malfunctioning washing machines, and once semi-dry, Sydney transformed into a one-dog stampede, thundering around the house like it was the Colosseum.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

I was wetter than a forgotten sponge at a carwash.

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

Then the rain came. A polite drizzle at first, then heavy, then Biblical, until we ran for shelter, soaked through and still bored. “Let’s go home,” Sydney seemed to suggest, and so we did—getting miserably lost along the way. By the time I reached my front door,

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Summer meadow @summermeadowdevon.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

nightmare. It was loud, smelly, and… texturally adventurous. Two Jehovah’s Witnesses, mid-proselytising, recoiled, packed up their Christianity, and bolted. I didn’t even say a word. Sydney’s cream-cheese performance had done all the talking.

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