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Deborah Grabien
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Writer, musician, editor, cat lover, old-school Dem, atheist, feminist. Band: The Sound Field. 19 novels, 2 anthologies. NorCal. 60 years woke AF. 23 years of MS. No tact or patience. I despise noisy populists, right OR left. Piss off, Elon.
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Just received yesterday from @alchemistsstudio.bsky.social. Felines of Antiquity. This now sits in my household guardian row.
Deep earthy raku, two exquisite cats. L to R: Martin (Forest god, mounted). Mud Head, Native American totem from the southwest. Feathers dropped by our white peacocks, turkeys, and one amazing California vulture feather. Our new addition, felines of antiquity. And Bast.
March 25, 2025 at 4:30 PM
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So, I just ordered a new pistol grip crossbow. Self cocking, 80-pound, metal bolts. Shit's getting real out there.

This was me with my old one, 25 years and a universe ago.
The old crossbow finally gave up the ghost. Replacing it with an upgrade. This was taken at our old house in San Francisco, October 2000. Friend Betsy on one side, beloved late friend ita on the other. When the BernieBros threatened me on That Other Platform in 2016, I posted this and offered them my address. Oddly, none of them showed up.
February 13, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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@alchemistsstudio.bsky.social My beautiful cat vase arrived today, and I'm heartbroken. So is the piece. Now what?
Still in its wrapping (it was very well wrapped). It fractured about two thirds of the way up, not at the thinnest point. Second shot.
January 17, 2025 at 2:26 AM
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In our Santa Rosa driveway.
White wild peacocks.
December 31, 2024 at 6:34 PM
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Cat, Max, (rescue) is 14.
Max, rescued in Golden Gate Park in 2017. He's not actually as round as looks here - his vet says his weight is perfect. Big silly foofy boy.
December 31, 2024 at 6:21 PM
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Just now. We call him Teh Boy. Our completely indoor elderly cat is unimpressed and uninterested.

#Leucism #peacocks
Our glorious remaining one leucistic peacock. There are also a mated pair of traditional irridiscent blues (I call them The Blues: the male is Bob for Robert Johnson the female is Bessie for Bessie Smith). And this morning, 29 wild turkeys. I am not looking forward to cleaning up when the rain finally stops.
December 21, 2024 at 7:25 PM
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Granddaughter Noe, with friend, at premiere in LA. (Yes, they know each other. My daughter is Cynthia's makeup artist. She's saying "No1 NO!" when Cynthia says she might cry.) With my SiL's permission.

#Wicked #Family
December 16, 2024 at 4:49 PM
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The hippie girl backstage with the band era.
4 April 1971, in the backstage bowels of Manhattan Center. This was the night the Dead's "Skull & Roses" live album was recorded. Doing the math, I think I was actually still 16 for the next 2+ months.
November 22, 2024 at 1:29 AM
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Winter birds gorgng. So are the turkeys.
Out my office window just now. Work crew arrives in about an hour to begin work on our studio conversion.
November 12, 2024 at 3:23 PM
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h/t @pamelasherwood.bsky.social

#ShamelessSelfPromotion

Author of 19 novels, published since 1987. Finishing final book (#9) of my #TheJPKinkaidChronicles. Book 1, Rock & Roll Never Forgets:
The last thing Hall of Fame rock band Blacklight need to hear is that ruthless tabloid biographer Perry Dillon is planning a tell-all history of their group. The issue hits hardest for English ex-pat guitarist JP Kinkaid, with his history of heroin addiction, his estranged wife, and his long-term relationship with a girl he met when she was a teenager. Dealing with his multiple sclerosis makes it even trickier. JP's main concern is to preserve both his own privacy and that of Bree Godwin, his fiercely protective girlfriend. But it's obvious from the first question that Dillon is digging deep. And he's not planning to stop until he hits rock bottom. Dillon's looking for trouble, the kind that garners publicity and sells books. What he finds is the kind of trouble someone will go to any length to cover up, and that includes murder. "A rollercoaster ride of sold-out concerts, drug rehab and enduring love" - Publishers Weekly "A deft mystery nicely integrated with a fascinating backstage look at a rock star’s life." - Kirkus Reviews
November 12, 2024 at 1:38 AM
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We bought our place in March, moved in in May. Today is first morning of full rain. Love it so much. #NorCal
November 11, 2024 at 3:52 PM
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Granddaughter (Slash) and bestie since birth (Axl) for Halloween, a few years ago.
My mixed race granddaughter has the hair and attitude to carry off Slash. Her bestie nails Axl. I think this was when they were about 7.
November 10, 2024 at 4:40 PM
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Max the senior rescue cat, with peacocks. He stays indoors and has become blase.

#ThereAreStillBeautifulThings
Max, our senior indoor rescue, not giving a crap about The Blues, Bob (Robert Johnson) and Bessie (Bessie Smith).
November 10, 2024 at 4:29 PM
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One of a 3-generation family who feeds here. .
One of a full three generation family who wanders through. I love living here.
November 10, 2024 at 4:26 PM
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This morning I had the Five Sisters (wild turkey hens) and my fabulous The Boy, white peacock. His dad, Dirk, was hit by a car. Also, deer.
The Boy, aka Tubs
November 10, 2024 at 4:24 PM
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Still just wanting to hang at home with my sweetie and my cat.

Oh, and my peacocks and wild turkeys. There are still beautiful things.

It's only letting me post one photo in here, so I'll do more posts with the rest.
Bob & Bessie (the Blues)
November 10, 2024 at 4:16 PM