nature wins.

the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is home to many kinds of fauna.
...and it's got an unfair share of fresh flora, too, for that matter.
the thing is,
there are baby birds sitting pretty,
or really, sitting and sh!tting in an incredibly ugly manner,
on bot accounts,
just outside the main gate to this garrison of woodsly goodsly garrison.
really.
i know they'll be gone by today or tomorrow,
which is sad and happy all at once,
but that doesn't reduce the chances of getting a deuce hulked out
of a bird's butthole onto my person.
bird poop is gross.
so are baby birds.
check the teleport:

right?
they're just hanging out up there,
watching me,
and crapping out smashed up semi-digested segmented bug legs an' that.
i mean,
c'mon neighbors.
look at 'em:

yeah.
they are just about ready to take wind away from here.
that IS what usually happens in this place, after all.
i'm glad the eaves of my epic edifice are amenable to the safety and security
of the little bitties of the forest realm,
but, i mean,
daaaaaaaaaamn,
why they gotta be so busted?
because rules is rules,
and nature knows about the dopeness inherent in being ugly.
word up.
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i mentioned flora earlier......
check the teleport:

asparagus flowers.
that's a thing.
my asparagus hasn't really been wowing me with it's production,
but i s'pose it may be a slow starter.
i mean,
i've been gathering a head of steam for years now,
preparing for whatever new big business-style activated action is coming my way.
why not allow the 'sparagus spears the same opportunity?
word.
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nature wins, guys.
the grass is growing greenish,
although my neighbors all have greener lawns.
the thing of it is-
i don't care at all about lawns.
not when i've got flowers blooming across the entire expanse
of my mountain mansion and the mossy meadows surrounding it.
mmmmmhmmm.
there's life unfolding,
unfurling, curling, creeping, climbing, chirping, and bounding,
in abundance.
it's all really happening.
i think that's the whole entire point;
never quiet, never soft.....