Thank you for the input
I'm working on logos for my book project. Of these three designs, what is your preference and why?
#grownostr #asknostr #kids #books #bookstr #childrensbooks #marketing #brand #branding #logo
I'm now obsessed with this EP. Holy cats. I'm heading down the Synestia rabbit hole right now
#gm frens. Happy Friday!
No touching grass for me this morning. The farmer plowed in a few dozen dump trucks of turkey excrata yesterday so everything outside has a coating of feces dust and my house smells like a poultry barn. I'm thankful for the fog and the dew, hopefully they help the dust settle and the smell subsides. #isthisreallyfarming
On a happier note, my grandparents are coming to visit.
I know this is an old question, but what about charring the wood itself and sealing that with linseed oil for your blacking? I forget what it's called, but it's a traditional Japanese wood preservation technique, maybe sho sugi ban? Or something like that.
I can't get past the smell myself. I work in telecom though, get in a lot of houses and the ones that smell like weed are pigstys 90%+ of the time. Quit introspecting and clean your bloody room.
#gm happy Thursday. The weekend is closer. 
I keep thinking about rereading Hobbit, LOTR and Silmarillion, but I have a long list of books I want to read for the first time, so I get my Tolkien fix by reading Farmer Giles of Ham 1-2 times a year.
When Tolkien came up with the seven daily Hobbit meals, I think he was probably just naming all the meals and snacks that small children eat throughout the day. #grownostr #parenting #kidsarehobbits
I've not heard of that one, but that's true of many things
I would take a picture of the farmers leaning on their tractors. It's probably rude to gawk, but when your under 6 ft and pushing 400 lbs it's hard not to. Corn'n'beans, corn'n'beans, corn'n'beans. In the fields and in the "foods" you choose to eat.
I'd imagine that the farmers of yore were probably pretty hard-bodied. Now all the labor is mechanized, the chicken coop is gone, the pig pen is gone, Bossie and Bessie the milk cows are gone, their steer calves are gone, the little orchard is gone, the sheep who grazed it are gone. Corn'n'beans, corn'n'beans, corn'n'beans.
From fencerow to fencerow and push out your fencerow to get an extra 1/2 acre. Grow more effing corn'n'beans. Die at 45 because you're 400 lbs in your semi-autonomous tractor eating and drinking the calories (calories, not food) that you're proud to lose money growing. Just as long as you get more bu./acre than your neighbor.
This system is stupid.
#grownostr #rant
Our pesto has a bit of texture, but I like it. 