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alayanabeth.bsky.social
Yvonne 💍 is writing (please interrupt me)
@alayanabeth.bsky.social
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Wordsmith and poet, Indie author, Tolkien nerd, kiwi in the Inner Hebrides, she/they. River Daughter (meander phase)
Relationship status: single [malt] 🥃

#RingsofPower #Tolkien #LOTR
#Poetry #Poem #IsleofMull

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I want to post this to remind myself when I feel low and gloomy, that Sat8/Sun9 Nov 2025 were dry, clear & remarkably warm. Usually by this point in November I'm deep in the early stages of winter depression, with not even the hope of sun. This weekend I took two fine walks and the sun shone on me.
Christmas lights going up in Tobermory, Isle of Mull, on a sunny blue-sky November Sunday. A large yellow van with a hoist is lifting chains of lights into place on an avenue of trees beside the sea. On the inland side of the road is a row of brightly coloured shops and other buildings
November 9, 2025 at 10:02 PM
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Found #TheWinter10 for #Wildflowerhour on Isle of Mull

Red clover, dandelion, gorse (hooray, kissing's back in season), rhododendron, common groundsel, mouse-eared hawkweed, daisy, Vinca major, smooth hawkweed, common knapweed
A red clover flower Adandelion Gorse Common rhododendron flower
November 9, 2025 at 8:52 PM
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At last, it is on 💍💍💍💛

#TropRewatch
A photo of a TV screen showing an opening scene of Rings of Power season 1 (the unfolding paper boat) on a TV screen. In the foreground, a pair of slippered feet rest on a small table. The owner of the feet is taking the photo
November 8, 2025 at 6:33 PM
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A small poem for #smallpoemsunday
A small but perfect memory
A poem Explaining Poetry to William Haiku are glimpses of other worlds, soundscapes, portals bounded by words: Resounding caverns of salt spray; summer cities painted in short-hand. Your small hand, nestled warm in mine, your small life as big as words can make it.
November 2, 2025 at 10:41 PM
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Gracious! What could have caused this explosion? Could it be... this tiny mushroom? 🤣#funguspower
A large whisky cask used as a planter has collapsed, the ribs of the cask spraying out as if it has exploded A tiny nondescript mushroom growing out of some compost
November 2, 2025 at 10:22 PM
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Ooh look, lucky me 🤣🤣🤣
October 30, 2025 at 11:55 AM
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Great DnD session tonight. I love that we can all be a bit deranged, a bit creative, a bit unhinged , and (in the hands of a competent DM - not me btw) it becomes a more-or-less coherent narrative

I'm loving my barbarian, Vka. Art by @gingertotty.bsky.social
October 29, 2025 at 9:22 PM
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I wrote a post way back asking someone (anyone) to draw biker Halson with Astarion riding pillion (#hotwife)

Can't find the post, but I did find this one. Remember the meteor pic? 💚
Repost of a tweet about art of the BG3 character Halsin. The pic show two cute hand drawn cartoon ducks
October 19, 2025 at 3:44 AM
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One last chance to soak up the sun before I head back to Scotland (Bells Rapids, Western Australia)

In just over 24 hours I'll be needing my big coat 😂
Selfie: a white woman in soft cloth sunhat and sunglasses. Behind, a shallow river runs across stones, and scrub-covered hillside gives way to blue sky View across a shallow river to a long wooden trestle bridge. Beyond it is scrubby Australian hillside and blue sky
October 15, 2025 at 8:57 AM
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You can tell I'm only a tourist, because I'm ridiculously excited about this kangaroo with a big joey in her pouch, hanging about in my dad's front garden in Western Australia
A kangaroo with a well-grown joey in her pouch, in Australian bush
October 9, 2025 at 10:30 AM
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Every where I go in Western Australia, these tiny, unassuming, ground-dwelling Drosera (sundews) have begun a mad race up the nearest object (like an ant infected with Cordyceps) to put out out sprays of completely unexpected flowers. I almost feel if I stand still they'll be scrambling up me
Tiny ground-growing sundew plants growing tendrils and scrambling up the nearest object to flower White flowers of a sundew plant (Drosera). Western Australia in spring
October 9, 2025 at 9:19 AM
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Progress of my hurty finger. The wound and stitches are clean and dry (I won't share those pics). Picking up a malleable foam and metal splint from the pharmacy has freed my left middle finger, but I'm still not allowed to cook or wash the dishes 😁
A bandaged left hand. The injured index finger is using the middle finger as a splint, and they are bandaged together A bandaged and splinted left index finger. The splint is made of foam and soft metal that can be pressed into shape around the finger
October 8, 2025 at 8:12 AM
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Today I'm not in my lovely local farm café. I'm thousands of miles away, in the Ragged Robin Café, Albert, Western Australia, with a frittata so good I wolfed down 90% before remembering to take a pic 😂
Lunch at the Ragged Robin Cafe View across Alberta houses to the Blackwood River estuary, W Australia
October 6, 2025 at 6:02 AM
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A lego Rivendell scene. Sam, with frying pan in hand, stands over Frodo, who is lying on Elrond's bed holding the Ring. The caption reads 'Sam and his frying pan introduce a surprising plot twist'
October 6, 2025 at 2:01 AM
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Taking the good with the bad:

2 stitches after an altercation with a broken wineglass

The *most* gorgeous creamy scrambled egg and lush bacon at The Thousand Suns cafe in Alberta WA

That's the holiday vibe 😄
A plate of scrambled eggs and bacon in a cafe, and a well-bandaged hand
October 5, 2025 at 3:17 AM
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The Joy of...

being driven ❤️
September 28, 2025 at 1:22 PM
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I was obsessed with this book full of dress patterns for an 18" doll. In the early '70s all the patterns felt very on trend. I borrowed it over and over again, trying to adapt the patterns for my own dolls, but now I have some 18" dolls in my kids' box I might track the book down again
Cover of "Let's Dress a Doll" 1970: a young girl is dressing an "Anerican Girl" type doll in a homemade cheerleaders outfit An 18" 'American Girl' doll in a white tennis outfit
September 28, 2025 at 11:56 AM
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Well, my loves, today is Goldberry's washing day. While I'm busy serving folk in the supermarket and filling up the shelves, Goldberry's rain is washing everything clean. By tomorrow even the sheep will be white again 🌧⛈️
A weather radar map showing heavy rain and cloud sweeping in over the Isle of Mull in Scotland
September 27, 2025 at 8:48 AM
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Today's probably my last chance this year to have coffee at The Glass Barn, Isle of Mull. They close for the season next week, but today's my only day off before heading away on Sunday to visit my dad in Oz
A view through the window of a café on a farm. A flat white in the foreground, old grey tractor outside the window, and a view across green fields to distant mountains and blue sky with high clouds
September 24, 2025 at 12:20 PM
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Look at my new thing. It was so much fun to make
A 'booknook' made of lego, themed "22B Baker Street". It's in a bookcase, next to the collected Sherlock Holmes Lego Sherlock Holmes booknook under construction
September 21, 2025 at 1:18 PM
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Of course they do

Twinkly lights. Festoons of tinsel. Occasionally the Glasgow traffic cone
Statue of the Duke of Wellington in George Square, Glasgow, with a traffic cone on his head
September 21, 2025 at 12:57 PM
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Both these poems popped up on my timeline today

I have to put them side by side, because... well, because they are just everything
*gestures to <all this>*
A poem: Evening Sun by Jane Kenyon. The poet describes wearing a yellow dress as a child and spinning as the skirt flares out into a perfect circle like the sun. She speaks of great sorrow, and the need to truly live every moment A poem by Richard Siken. The poet describes, using powerful techniques of humour and repetition, the terrible pain of sorrow, but also the way that as we age and face grief again and again we become self-aware and feel our grief may become partly performative
September 17, 2025 at 8:41 AM
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Happy Book Birthday to The Silmarillion by JRR Tolkien. I feel privileged to have been able to read it on first publication
Three copies of The Silmarillion by JRR Tolkien, illustrating different cover styles Two photographs of an active teenage girl and a paragraph reading: at 16 I read The Silmarillion, grappling for the first time with the Ainulindalë and all the complexities that followed. As a bona fide tomboy, it gave me heart to see that Galadriel's own mother named her 'man-maiden.
September 15, 2025 at 1:01 PM
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My cat was yowling and fussing over his dinner even though there were plenty of biscuits in his bowl, and when I went to look they were being slimed over by A MASSIVE SLUG!

Now he's having emergency Dreamies, and I'm washing the bowl
A tabby and white cat looks up at the photographer with big, shocked-looking eyes
September 14, 2025 at 9:50 PM
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"Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo"*

🤔💭 Something about a star... maybe a meeting...? Gosh, this diplomacy thing is tricky. Faramir would know just what to say 😐

"Er, yeah. Bottoms up!"

*see alt text

#Boromir #Imladris
Two lego minifigs, a human and an elf, are toasting each other with large goblets of wine. The elf toasts in Elvish: may a star shine on the hour of our meeting
September 14, 2025 at 7:33 PM