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badstitched · 2 days

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Happy International Bat Appreciation Day!!

#cross stitch #cross stitch pattern #xstitch #stitchcraft #bat art #bat appreciation day #bat appreciation #austintx #mexican free tail bat

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coolkidsstayyoung99 · 1 month

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Dune - Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

“and when God ask me about love, i will always respond with cruelty. i know no other answer, know no other question.”

beloved; slaughterhouse by yves olade.

#dune #dune part one #dune part two #feyd rautha #dune aesthetic #dune edit #dune moodboard #feyd rautha aesthetic #feyd rautha edit #feyd rautha moodboard #austintx #juliasofia..

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noahquinnphotos · 1 year

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March 2023 35mm

Fujifilm Discovery 1000 Zoom Date Lomography Redscale XR

Developed and Scanned by Holland Photo

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ww92030 · 7 months

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8.19.2023 [Taken by T/copperproto for T/longhornfurries university event.]

#protogen #fursuit #furry #fursuits #protogens #utaustin #utatx #austintx #longhorn #texas longhorns #longhorn furries #ut austin #austin texas

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lacilou · 2 years

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Jensen, just like us. But absolutely not.

#jensen ackles #supernatural #dean winchester #spn #family business #brewery #austintx #the boys

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texasobserver · 10 months

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From ”Why Nurses Are Making Lone Star Labor History,” words and pictures by Senior Staff Writer Gus Bova, in the Texas Observer:

Lindsay Spinney was born in the same hospital where she now works in the newborn intensive care unit. A 43-year-old registered nurse at Ascension Seton Medical Center—a 524-bed Catholic hospital in central Austin—Spinney has spent almost six years caring for babies born sick or premature, some so small their weight registers only in grams or ounces. It was her dream job.

Spinney had worked with kids for years as a nanny and teacher, and she grew up spending time in hospitals because of a sibling with disabilities. One day, she shadowed a nurse during a shift and knew instantly that she’d found her calling. Specifically, she wanted to work at Seton, a nonprofit whose roots lie with an order of nuns who moved to Austin more than a century past. After nursing school, she “applied there only; that’s the only job that I wanted.”

But reality at the hospital soon diverged from Spinney’s expectations. Above all, she found the place was understaffed, forcing her to split her time and attention between four fragile infants when she should be charged with one or two. Babies were often left to cry, even though all her training told her to respond immediately. “We’re starting with this blank canvas of this super-delicate being, and we’re not even able to provide the most minimal, basic things,” she said. Sometimes, visiting parents would notice and even offer to help with babies other than their own.

These staffing issues deepened after COVID hit, as veteran nurses left the hospital and were replaced by temporary travel nurses. The understaffing caused a stress at work that soon curdled into a gnawing guilt—a phenomenon that nurse advocates have taken to calling a form of “moral injury,” akin to the experience of soldiers. “It is not uncommon for a nurse to leave their shift and go sit in their car and cry,” Spinney said, as feelings of inadequacy pile up. “It also starts to provoke a lot of anxiety about your next shift. … It’s a really hard cycle to break.”

Last year, Spinney was on the verge of leaving what she’d thought would be her lifelong career. She’d earned a master’s degree related to healthcare leadership, a lifeboat to get her away from hospital bedsides before she drowned. But that’s when she learned her coworkers at Seton were starting the process of unionizing. “Being from Texas, I have very little experience or information with unions, with striking, with the labor movement,” she said. Nevertheless, she saw a chance to turn things around: She ditched her plan to leave and threw herself into the effort.

Read more at the Texas Observer.

#nurses #healthcare #union strike #union #strike #labor organizing #austintx #texas

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musicandrootbeer · 3 months

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🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

#me #mine #musicandrootbeer #personal #love #music #austintx #atx

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sthrnboot12 · 1 year

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Fancy Boots for the Win

#cowboy boots #boots #heritage #austintx

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sappyscarab · 2 years

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Vanilla Butterflies

i needed a new start, somewhere to show me its heart. so i wandered until a train flew by, bringing vanilla scented butterflies behind.

a crowd of people got off, blocking my view.

i can see me lost in the chase, desperately trying to follow that engine to the place the butterflies came from.

it must be magical space, something brand new. but that train passed me by, not even batting an eye.

so i just spent the rest of the day getting lost in austin.

went back to that train station every day, hoping to see the butterflies again. every time i arrived it was too late.

myself and one other were always left there to accept our fate. so i finally introduced myself in hopes our pain could relate.

that's when i met a boy who said, " i can take you there." but you have to trust me. i wish i knew then how much february twenty-fourteen, would someday mean to me.

you talked of a shiny new town, no sidewalks worn down. no one to break my heart. you said you'd give me that new start.

we were only eighteen. when our lives turned into something out of a movie scene. we cancelled our plans just in case one of us called, planned how we'd spend our days in the new land.

we spent our days getting lost in austin.

he told me of of castles and pink skies, lips like strawberry white wine, something you would only find in a dream, was getting closer to me.

we spent hours on his trampoline, seeing how high we could fly, he held my hands and spun me around, carried me on his back around this old town.

tattooed hearts on my wrist to remember that first kiss. squished into a warm car filled with cigar smoke searching for his castle he spoke.

he filled my hair with his fingers. his favorite blue t-shirt sticking to me. can't forget the night he gave me his key, echoes of our future with the butterflies still lingers.

we were spending more days getting lost in austin

he loved my hands wrapped around his neck and the songs i sang to him. now ballads about robbers will forever send ghost kisses around his collar.

wrapped up in blankets. i told enchanting stories of princes and how they would hold their princess. spoke words like a scholar of how our love would be in novels.

i cried like a baby when i thought i wasn't enough for him. he told me how someday i'd be among the vanilla butterflies too.

we spent our days getting lost in austin.

he tried his hardest to get me there, but impatience took over my head and i left him to get some air. i told him i still couldn't see, that the clouds were blocking my view.

this town wasn't good enough, so i packed up my stuff. i wanted to try on my own. maybe he didn't want me to go.

so i spent awhile getting lost in austin.

when i came back to reality, it was too late. i was standing at the station. no butterflies were waiting. that boy i spent the summer with was not here, that's when i knew.

butterflies weren't on the train. the place i made in my brain, i never needed. the dream was all askew.

i wandered until that boy walked by, bringing vanilla scented butterflies behind. he was too far to speak to. i followed him through the traffic, trying to make sure he knew,

i wanted to spend my days getting lost in austin.

that dream wasn't what i thought, i was home all along, needed his eyes to get lost in. i forgot who made me new. i forgot who loved me too.

so scared i would never know where the vanilla butterflies go, didn't realize the direction they flew. the butterflies never went away, they were arriving with you.

i left you all alone when i went searching on my own. i'm so sorry i did that to you. by the time the traffic cleared he wasn't there. knew i fucked up our home.

cancelled my plans just in case he would call. i lost myself in the rush of it all, wish i knew what i'd done. didn't know you'd be my first love, just wanted feel your touch again.

i wish i spent more days getting lost in austin.

now i just stare at this pen, not knowing the combination of words to describe the castle you built in my mind.

tried to forget him. met a new boy who took everything from me. stole what butterflies i had left from my breath, then left me for dead.

miss the taste of the your strawberry white wine. you put me on your back and taught me to the fly, while the weight of my love made you weak. you let me live in a dream.

if i could see you again, i'd hope you let me pretend

i was spending the rest of my days getting lost in, austin.

September 2014 - SappyScarab