everything gets done in it’s time

March 7, 2024 (Gregorian Calendar)
Thursday, Yekatit 28, 2016 (Ethiopian Calendar)
27th Adar, 12/6006 (Enochian Calendar)
March 11, 2024 (International Fixed Calendar)
Solar Calendar/Moon 9 (Perpetual 13 Moon Calendar)

wonderful ~ beautiful

The future favors those who boldly believe in their dreams
and persistently pursue them with an understanding of nature,
where all things get done at their own pay,
in their own time.

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Why You Should Never Throw Away Your Pill Bottles: ask a prepper… “Medication is a drag, but the containers that your pills come in don’t have to go and add more plastic to the local landfill. Nope, we have a bunch of different ideas on how to reuse, renew, and recycle your pill bottles.” … sneaky cash holder, seed storage, tiny first aid or sewing kit, veterinary goop mixer, are the topics covered in this article…I will add, I have old medicine bottles with nails, screws, just make sure that the bottles are washed good before reusing them

*all photos (not meme’s) were made by me and made on my property unless otherwise stated

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MANABOZHO’S ADVENTURES
(Episodes A and B, OJIBWA: Radin, Memoirs of the Geological Survey of Canada; Anthropological Series, ii, 2-3.–Episodes C and D, MENOMINI: Hoffman, Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology, XIV, 203.–Episodes E and F, TIMAGAMI OJIBWA: Speck, Memoirs of the Geological Survey of Canada:
Anthropological Series, ix, 33)
One of the Swans called out, “Ho! Manabozho, where are you going?” To this Manabozho replied,
“I am going to have a song. As you may see, I have all my songs with me.”
Manabozho then called out to the birds, “Come to me, my brothers, and let us sing and dance.”
The birds assented and returned to the shore, when all retreated a short distance away
from the lake to an open space where they might dance. Manabozho removed the bundle of bark
from his back and placed it on the ground, got out his singing-sticks, and said to the birds,
“Now, all of you dance around me as I drum; sing as loudly as you can, and keep your eyes closed.
The first one to open his eyes will forever have them red and sore.”