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Songwriter/Singer/Musician who loves The Hubster, Our Kids (not necessarily yours), Animals, Nature, Music, Writing, Democracy, Fairness, and Creativity.
Done With: The Willfully Stupid, Evil or Greedy People, and/or GOP Voters (sorry, that's redundant)
Done With: The Willfully Stupid, Evil or Greedy People, and/or GOP Voters (sorry, that's redundant)
November 9, 2025 at 10:48 PM
#CreeksideTales
Creekside Critter!!!! I don't normally visit Creekside until evening...but I was working this morning in The South Forty and espied movement near the bank. (Bonus: There's a sibling!! [Other than odor in the air, there's no sign yet of Mom.] More pics later!)
Creekside Critter!!!! I don't normally visit Creekside until evening...but I was working this morning in The South Forty and espied movement near the bank. (Bonus: There's a sibling!! [Other than odor in the air, there's no sign yet of Mom.] More pics later!)
June 16, 2025 at 6:16 PM
#CreeksideTales
Creekside Critter!!!! I don't normally visit Creekside until evening...but I was working this morning in The South Forty and espied movement near the bank. (Bonus: There's a sibling!! [Other than odor in the air, there's no sign yet of Mom.] More pics later!)
Creekside Critter!!!! I don't normally visit Creekside until evening...but I was working this morning in The South Forty and espied movement near the bank. (Bonus: There's a sibling!! [Other than odor in the air, there's no sign yet of Mom.] More pics later!)
#CreeksideTales
One of the catbirds was out tonight. They're great imitators.
It was making a different sound as it chirped.
I listened, trying hard to make out its new call.
I could swear it was chirping, "No kings! No kings!"
(Pic is just for fun; this is NOT a catbird.)
One of the catbirds was out tonight. They're great imitators.
It was making a different sound as it chirped.
I listened, trying hard to make out its new call.
I could swear it was chirping, "No kings! No kings!"
(Pic is just for fun; this is NOT a catbird.)
June 15, 2025 at 2:09 AM
#CreeksideTales
One of the catbirds was out tonight. They're great imitators.
It was making a different sound as it chirped.
I listened, trying hard to make out its new call.
I could swear it was chirping, "No kings! No kings!"
(Pic is just for fun; this is NOT a catbird.)
One of the catbirds was out tonight. They're great imitators.
It was making a different sound as it chirped.
I listened, trying hard to make out its new call.
I could swear it was chirping, "No kings! No kings!"
(Pic is just for fun; this is NOT a catbird.)
June 14, 2025 at 11:33 AM
#CreeksideTales
At deep dusk, a 4ft side-striped snake moved cross-current, atop the water near the far bank.
So MAYBE it was a line of baby ducklings following their mother?
Research says it ALSO could have been a milksnake.
(sample photo)
“I’ll go with ‘ducks’,” I said, whistling in the dark...
At deep dusk, a 4ft side-striped snake moved cross-current, atop the water near the far bank.
So MAYBE it was a line of baby ducklings following their mother?
Research says it ALSO could have been a milksnake.
(sample photo)
“I’ll go with ‘ducks’,” I said, whistling in the dark...
June 13, 2025 at 2:57 AM
#CreeksideTales
At deep dusk, a 4ft side-striped snake moved cross-current, atop the water near the far bank.
So MAYBE it was a line of baby ducklings following their mother?
Research says it ALSO could have been a milksnake.
(sample photo)
“I’ll go with ‘ducks’,” I said, whistling in the dark...
At deep dusk, a 4ft side-striped snake moved cross-current, atop the water near the far bank.
So MAYBE it was a line of baby ducklings following their mother?
Research says it ALSO could have been a milksnake.
(sample photo)
“I’ll go with ‘ducks’,” I said, whistling in the dark...
#CreeksideTales
Creekside’s show starts around 8.
I come early & wait, hoping the deer won’t see me as they pass.
Sometimes they halt & issue a horse-like chuffing, revealing they’re aware of me.
And if I’m late & they’re already creekside, I quietly back away..
It is, after all, their home, too.
Creekside’s show starts around 8.
I come early & wait, hoping the deer won’t see me as they pass.
Sometimes they halt & issue a horse-like chuffing, revealing they’re aware of me.
And if I’m late & they’re already creekside, I quietly back away..
It is, after all, their home, too.
June 12, 2025 at 2:46 AM
#CreeksideTales
Creekside’s show starts around 8.
I come early & wait, hoping the deer won’t see me as they pass.
Sometimes they halt & issue a horse-like chuffing, revealing they’re aware of me.
And if I’m late & they’re already creekside, I quietly back away..
It is, after all, their home, too.
Creekside’s show starts around 8.
I come early & wait, hoping the deer won’t see me as they pass.
Sometimes they halt & issue a horse-like chuffing, revealing they’re aware of me.
And if I’m late & they’re already creekside, I quietly back away..
It is, after all, their home, too.
#CreeksideTales
I wonder if there are deer who gather across the creek each dusk, to see if the humans will show up tonight...?
I wonder if there are deer who gather across the creek each dusk, to see if the humans will show up tonight...?
June 4, 2025 at 1:25 AM
#CreeksideTales
I wonder if there are deer who gather across the creek each dusk, to see if the humans will show up tonight...?
I wonder if there are deer who gather across the creek each dusk, to see if the humans will show up tonight...?
Those who work for churches, this a great shirt to wear to human rights events.
June 2, 2025 at 2:45 AM
Those who work for churches, this a great shirt to wear to human rights events.
#CreeksideTales
This evening, a lone Mallard made a landing in the water.
He quacked as he swam, trying to attract a lady...but there were none at tonight’s Creekside disco.
Guess he'll have to pull his own beak tonight...
This evening, a lone Mallard made a landing in the water.
He quacked as he swam, trying to attract a lady...but there were none at tonight’s Creekside disco.
Guess he'll have to pull his own beak tonight...
June 2, 2025 at 2:15 AM
#CreeksideTales
This evening, a lone Mallard made a landing in the water.
He quacked as he swam, trying to attract a lady...but there were none at tonight’s Creekside disco.
Guess he'll have to pull his own beak tonight...
This evening, a lone Mallard made a landing in the water.
He quacked as he swam, trying to attract a lady...but there were none at tonight’s Creekside disco.
Guess he'll have to pull his own beak tonight...
Left out-of-frame, is this to whom Ol' Puddin' Brain is walking towards?
May 29, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Left out-of-frame, is this to whom Ol' Puddin' Brain is walking towards?
#CreeksideTales
One does not simply “watch the woods.”
One must sit silently. And wait.
The life within that dense and mysterious, mossy green curtain will slowly reveal itself to you.
One does not simply “watch the woods.”
One must sit silently. And wait.
The life within that dense and mysterious, mossy green curtain will slowly reveal itself to you.
May 29, 2025 at 2:01 AM
#CreeksideTales
One does not simply “watch the woods.”
One must sit silently. And wait.
The life within that dense and mysterious, mossy green curtain will slowly reveal itself to you.
One does not simply “watch the woods.”
One must sit silently. And wait.
The life within that dense and mysterious, mossy green curtain will slowly reveal itself to you.
What's cuter than a big dog carrying her own tiny umbrella?
OK, it was MY umbrella...but she INSISTED on carrying it for me on our walk.
This old dog continues to amaze.
OK, it was MY umbrella...but she INSISTED on carrying it for me on our walk.
This old dog continues to amaze.
May 5, 2025 at 12:35 PM
What's cuter than a big dog carrying her own tiny umbrella?
OK, it was MY umbrella...but she INSISTED on carrying it for me on our walk.
This old dog continues to amaze.
OK, it was MY umbrella...but she INSISTED on carrying it for me on our walk.
This old dog continues to amaze.
"We’re all gonna die in horrible ways, Nowhere to run, nowhere to play. So pass me the bottle, it’s time for some thrills. So come on and pill me, those bastards might kill me,
But I prob’ly will."
#ProDemocracy comedy singalong: www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
But I prob’ly will."
#ProDemocracy comedy singalong: www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
April 27, 2025 at 10:49 AM
"We’re all gonna die in horrible ways, Nowhere to run, nowhere to play. So pass me the bottle, it’s time for some thrills. So come on and pill me, those bastards might kill me,
But I prob’ly will."
#ProDemocracy comedy singalong: www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
But I prob’ly will."
#ProDemocracy comedy singalong: www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
I've not written any songs for a long time...but this maladministration has inspired me. I'm developing a new lifestyle/music genre--The Goth Folk Hedonistic Nihilism Project. If you like it, please share!
www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
#DefendDemocracy
www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
#DefendDemocracy
April 25, 2025 at 2:24 AM
I've not written any songs for a long time...but this maladministration has inspired me. I'm developing a new lifestyle/music genre--The Goth Folk Hedonistic Nihilism Project. If you like it, please share!
www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
#DefendDemocracy
www.dianatyler.com/songs/GothFo...
#DefendDemocracy
The saga of Terrible Easter Lamb Cakes continues.
Pic 1 = The Inspiration
Pic 2 = Reality
Let 'em eat cake, indeed!
Pic 1 = The Inspiration
Pic 2 = Reality
Let 'em eat cake, indeed!
April 20, 2025 at 4:13 PM
The saga of Terrible Easter Lamb Cakes continues.
Pic 1 = The Inspiration
Pic 2 = Reality
Let 'em eat cake, indeed!
Pic 1 = The Inspiration
Pic 2 = Reality
Let 'em eat cake, indeed!
The Easter version of Spy-vs-Spy:
April 20, 2025 at 1:28 PM
The Easter version of Spy-vs-Spy:
The memoirs of our family of yokels have been immortalized in song:
www.dianatyler.com/songs/MyHaun...
www.dianatyler.com/songs/MyHaun...
April 8, 2025 at 5:22 PM
The memoirs of our family of yokels have been immortalized in song:
www.dianatyler.com/songs/MyHaun...
www.dianatyler.com/songs/MyHaun...
For those unaware of Daylight Saving Time starting this weekend (SATURDAY night) and/or still have clocks or watches to manually wind, I present this Bob Dylan parody: www.dianatyler.com/songs/TimeIt...
March 5, 2025 at 3:24 PM
For those unaware of Daylight Saving Time starting this weekend (SATURDAY night) and/or still have clocks or watches to manually wind, I present this Bob Dylan parody: www.dianatyler.com/songs/TimeIt...
I know there are more important things happening...but I wonder if we're still doing DST (March 8-9)? Either way, here's a dumb parody song about it that I wrote (apologies to Bob Dylan), back in the days of analog time-keeping: www.dianatyler.com/songs/TimeIt...
February 8, 2025 at 7:24 PM
I know there are more important things happening...but I wonder if we're still doing DST (March 8-9)? Either way, here's a dumb parody song about it that I wrote (apologies to Bob Dylan), back in the days of analog time-keeping: www.dianatyler.com/songs/TimeIt...
Sunset...
and fairy lights in the trees...
Nearby--
but hidden in the woods--
two owls 'who-who-whoo'ted to one another...
I stood...
freezing...
yet amazed...
and fairy lights in the trees...
Nearby--
but hidden in the woods--
two owls 'who-who-whoo'ted to one another...
I stood...
freezing...
yet amazed...
February 8, 2025 at 12:31 AM
Sunset...
and fairy lights in the trees...
Nearby--
but hidden in the woods--
two owls 'who-who-whoo'ted to one another...
I stood...
freezing...
yet amazed...
and fairy lights in the trees...
Nearby--
but hidden in the woods--
two owls 'who-who-whoo'ted to one another...
I stood...
freezing...
yet amazed...
