Man, Tompa died. So let’s listen to some At the Gates. Listened to this a lot as a teenager. And it’s still so good. RIP.
  
  Man, Tompa died. So let’s listen to some At the Gates. Listened to this a lot as a teenager. And it’s still so good. RIP.
Often I wonder why my friends are watching some super niche 60s British sci-fi show no one's ever heard of and the answee is always something something Big Finish
That is actually pretty crazy. 😳🤩 So many speakers over the last ~15 years at #btconf
Soo good. Check it out, but really check out the open type stuff. So much fun to play with!
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I remember the feeling of the light shining around and through the curtains. Then there was music: melodies in chirp. I wanted to close my eyes and go back to sleep for just a while longer, enjoying the warmth of my bed, but I didn’t want to forget the light and the music – there was a moment so wonderful just behind the curtain. Bird song plays the role that so many people do and have done in my life: the bird song is the music that starts my day. I wonder if the birds know how far their songs carry, how we notice the patterns and changes in their tone, how we find both wonder and joy in figuring out from where the song calls, how their song starts and adds life to the day. This is my entry for the September 2025 IndieWeb Carnival, hosted by Sophia at toground.link. The topic is "second person birds".
There have been a few things happening recently in FeedCity land: