Andrew Wendkith
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“They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
December 21, 2025 at 3:00 PM
“They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!“
And so the old year passes with skies and candles ablaze. Offerings given, house cleaned, and a long night ahead.
December 21, 2025 at 3:43 AM
And so the old year passes with skies and candles ablaze. Offerings given, house cleaned, and a long night ahead.
𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
December 19, 2025 at 5:42 PM
𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
-Startlement [excerpt] by Ada Limón
As we spiral in to these longest, darkest nights on the sixth and final week of sunwait I honor sowilo; the sun and all she stands for and provides.
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
December 18, 2025 at 11:35 PM
As we spiral in to these longest, darkest nights on the sixth and final week of sunwait I honor sowilo; the sun and all she stands for and provides.
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Warmth, food, illumination, growth, and the joy of her return after times of cold and darkness.
Hail, sowilo!
Frosty evening at the river because some (mean) friends (correctly) told me I needed to get outside for my mental health.
December 16, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Frosty evening at the river because some (mean) friends (correctly) told me I needed to get outside for my mental health.
Reposted by Andrew Wendkith
Just a reminder that the holiday season doesn't mean abandoning boundaries, especially the hard-won ones. If they're still going to treat you poorly *after* the holidays, they don't get some sort of consequence hall pass during them. Hold the line and you'll have a better season.
December 12, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Just a reminder that the holiday season doesn't mean abandoning boundaries, especially the hard-won ones. If they're still going to treat you poorly *after* the holidays, they don't get some sort of consequence hall pass during them. Hold the line and you'll have a better season.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯.
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
December 12, 2025 at 12:48 PM
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘵, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯.
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
-In Praise of Mystery (excerpt) by Ada Limón
For the fifth of Sunwait I honor wunjo. Joy when things don’t feel joyful and joy when they do. Joy of friends, loved ones and people we cross paths with briefly. Life changing joy and small things that leave you just a little more joyful than before. May we find joy in the next year.
Hail, wunjo
Hail, wunjo
December 11, 2025 at 11:56 PM
For the fifth of Sunwait I honor wunjo. Joy when things don’t feel joyful and joy when they do. Joy of friends, loved ones and people we cross paths with briefly. Life changing joy and small things that leave you just a little more joyful than before. May we find joy in the next year.
Hail, wunjo
Hail, wunjo
Loosen, loosen baby
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
December 5, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Loosen, loosen baby
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
You don’t have to carry
The weight of the world in your muscles and bones
Let go, let go, let go
-Aly Halpert
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
For the fourth night of Sunwait I honor berkano. Rebirth, renewal, regrowth after hardship. Healing and health in all its forms as we move toward the new year.
Hail, berkano!
Hail, berkano!
December 4, 2025 at 11:55 PM
For the fourth night of Sunwait I honor berkano. Rebirth, renewal, regrowth after hardship. Healing and health in all its forms as we move toward the new year.
Hail, berkano!
Hail, berkano!
24 hours later and the landscape is absolutely transformed.
The first storm of the year is my absolute favorite. I love how it takes the brown, sleeping earth and softens all of the edges and turns everything from dark and sleeping to a glittering brightness.
The first storm of the year is my absolute favorite. I love how it takes the brown, sleeping earth and softens all of the edges and turns everything from dark and sleeping to a glittering brightness.
December 3, 2025 at 1:49 PM
24 hours later and the landscape is absolutely transformed.
The first storm of the year is my absolute favorite. I love how it takes the brown, sleeping earth and softens all of the edges and turns everything from dark and sleeping to a glittering brightness.
The first storm of the year is my absolute favorite. I love how it takes the brown, sleeping earth and softens all of the edges and turns everything from dark and sleeping to a glittering brightness.
𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴.
-Robin Kimmerer
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴.
-Robin Kimmerer
November 28, 2025 at 1:16 PM
𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴.
-Robin Kimmerer
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴.
-Robin Kimmerer
For the third of sunwait we honor Ansuz. Wisdom, communication, and perhaps especially the connection to all that comes along with those.
Hail, Ansuz!
Hail, Ansuz!
November 27, 2025 at 11:46 PM
For the third of sunwait we honor Ansuz. Wisdom, communication, and perhaps especially the connection to all that comes along with those.
Hail, Ansuz!
Hail, Ansuz!
The shallow pools and places where water moves slowly have started to ice over this week. There’s a bit of the mountain that reveals a face when the trees are bare. Despite knowing it’s just the human propensity to see faces I feel a little like she’s watching over the river during the cold season.
November 22, 2025 at 1:40 AM
The shallow pools and places where water moves slowly have started to ice over this week. There’s a bit of the mountain that reveals a face when the trees are bare. Despite knowing it’s just the human propensity to see faces I feel a little like she’s watching over the river during the cold season.
For the second Thursday of Sunwait we honor uruz. Strength in all forms. The physical strength to tend and grow and shore up our spaces and communities, mental strength to hold ourselves and others through challenging times, and spiritual strength to keep hoping and loving.
Hail, uruz!
Hail, uruz!
November 20, 2025 at 10:30 PM
For the second Thursday of Sunwait we honor uruz. Strength in all forms. The physical strength to tend and grow and shore up our spaces and communities, mental strength to hold ourselves and others through challenging times, and spiritual strength to keep hoping and loving.
Hail, uruz!
Hail, uruz!
𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴: 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭, 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳.
-Joy Harjo
What places are you trying to free yourself from? What feels heavy or hard today? What joy have you found?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
-Joy Harjo
What places are you trying to free yourself from? What feels heavy or hard today? What joy have you found?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
November 14, 2025 at 11:48 AM
𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴: 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭, 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳.
-Joy Harjo
What places are you trying to free yourself from? What feels heavy or hard today? What joy have you found?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
-Joy Harjo
What places are you trying to free yourself from? What feels heavy or hard today? What joy have you found?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Tonight, the first of sunwait, we honor fehu. Prosperity, wealth, plenty to have and plenty to share with others. May we see the rewards of our efforts toward equity flourish. Hail, fehu.
November 13, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Tonight, the first of sunwait, we honor fehu. Prosperity, wealth, plenty to have and plenty to share with others. May we see the rewards of our efforts toward equity flourish. Hail, fehu.
We’ve cycled around again to the first snow here in the hilltowns. Sitting by the river and being with the rushing water and cold winds and soft snow I’m not sure I’m ready, but I am sure it does not matter to the season if I am. 
November 11, 2025 at 10:36 PM
We’ve cycled around again to the first snow here in the hilltowns. Sitting by the river and being with the rushing water and cold winds and soft snow I’m not sure I’m ready, but I am sure it does not matter to the season if I am. 
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦
Exhale, my friends. Let yourself feel a twinge of hope. What joy can you share today? What sorrows are holding you heavy?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦
Exhale, my friends. Let yourself feel a twinge of hope. What joy can you share today? What sorrows are holding you heavy?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
November 7, 2025 at 12:36 PM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦
Exhale, my friends. Let yourself feel a twinge of hope. What joy can you share today? What sorrows are holding you heavy?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦
Exhale, my friends. Let yourself feel a twinge of hope. What joy can you share today? What sorrows are holding you heavy?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
Beautiful storm last night, full of the intensity that feels so intrinsic to autumn. What are the big, intense pieces you’re holding that community can help shoulder?
Can I light a candle of joy, sorrow, or remembrance for you this evening?
#communitycandles
Can I light a candle of joy, sorrow, or remembrance for you this evening?
#communitycandles
October 31, 2025 at 1:53 PM
Beautiful storm last night, full of the intensity that feels so intrinsic to autumn. What are the big, intense pieces you’re holding that community can help shoulder?
Can I light a candle of joy, sorrow, or remembrance for you this evening?
#communitycandles
Can I light a candle of joy, sorrow, or remembrance for you this evening?
#communitycandles
Root yourself where you are, just for a moment. Breathe in and slowly out.
How are you? What hard things can community help hold? What beauty can we amplify in this hard time? What would feel better shared?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
(Really going to try to use BlueSky)
How are you? What hard things can community help hold? What beauty can we amplify in this hard time? What would feel better shared?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
(Really going to try to use BlueSky)
October 17, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Root yourself where you are, just for a moment. Breathe in and slowly out.
How are you? What hard things can community help hold? What beauty can we amplify in this hard time? What would feel better shared?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
(Really going to try to use BlueSky)
How are you? What hard things can community help hold? What beauty can we amplify in this hard time? What would feel better shared?
Can I light a candle for you tonight?
(Really going to try to use BlueSky)
Attempting to also use this BlueSky thing.
Look at this wild change in the river between yesterday and today. We had a big storm last night and the rushing waters pushed the ice up on shore.
Look at this wild change in the river between yesterday and today. We had a big storm last night and the rushing waters pushed the ice up on shore.
March 6, 2025 at 4:16 PM
Attempting to also use this BlueSky thing.
Look at this wild change in the river between yesterday and today. We had a big storm last night and the rushing waters pushed the ice up on shore.
Look at this wild change in the river between yesterday and today. We had a big storm last night and the rushing waters pushed the ice up on shore.