Wha.. Is Alt-text Not A Feature Again?

wha.. is alt-text not a feature again?

In the woods near our house everything grows in circles. There's tall trees, but no leaves on the moss and the stars cast shadows like it's daytime. I made a soup one time of the mushrooms I found in each corner of the wood. White mushrooms, with wide hats, that taste like honey and cotton sugar. The recipe was for a soup, everyone had it at my birthday party, but it was titled 'making a savior' and it's a little strange I can't seem to find my way out of our yard, where the people don't look like my friends at all..

Korttipakka

🃏 (peli)kortti/kortit

A  ässä/ässät J  jätkä/jätkät Q  kuningatar/kuningattaret / akka/akat K  kuningas/kuninkaat

🃏 jokeri/jokerit

♦️ ruutu/ruudut ♣️ risti/ristit ♥️ hertta/hertat ♠️ pata/padat

🔴 punainen/punaiset ⚫ musta/mustat

Snowed in

'Wake up' she says in the littlest voice. It's a gentle request rather than a demand, and it leaves me unable to be as annoyed as I'd sometimes like to be. Not that she uses this power overtly. Then, I think, she might soon run out. 'All right, button.. What is it?' I mutter, pushing my covers aside. 'I need to use the stove.' A quick wash-up later I follow her downstairs. The setup in the kitchen tells me exactly how urgently the stove was 'needed'. She's measured milk into a kettle with two mugs, which now sit on the counter, cocoa powder put in. A spoonful for me, three and one sugar for her, peppermint for both. She sits by in her pyjamas, frizzy head drooping. Only after we both have a steaming mug in front of us, do I address the offence 'You know, hot chocolate isn't really an emergency. I mean how early is it, anyway?' She shrugs. 'At least we'll get ya to school on time..' 'There's no school today.' I acknowledge her with a hum. Looking out the window, where white fluff is still floating around, I slowly come to the realization she's waken me, so that we could do nothing, together, for as long as possible. I point this out to her, scoldingly, but the twinkle in her eyes says she knows I'm not mad. I put the mugs into the sink with last night's dinner dishes, and pour water into the emptied kettle. I figure since we're up before the alarms, we have a few hours to waste for pleasure.

I have no idea how to keep it neat with so many wildly unrelated things going on.. I've decided to try something before it gets out of hand, so some of the tags in the pinned are pretty deserted to start with. I'm gon' do whatever for a year or so, see what sticks. getting a ware-overdo, so hopefully I'll at least be getting back into music & some edits soon :)

'Evolution's just a theory' So is gravity, but I don't see you floating off to space. Just because you don't fully understand how something works, or came to be, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.