Hippeastrum growth, taken seven weeks apart. Last year a windstorm ripped them to shreds a few days after blooming began. Fingers crossed we get a bit longer this year ❤️
Timo of Finland
@timo-of-finland.bsky.social
he/him. NSFW: Leather, fetish and kink. Finn living on unceded Kamaygal land, Australia Happily married, open, poly. 51yo, sober since 18.1.2012. Recovering leather title holder 🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈🍉
Bueno, I’ve finally reached the homosexually useful part of Duolingo español.
Sébastien Delage has a new song out, and it’s as real as everything else he’s written. (My French is shite though getting better; the translated lyrics option helps.) Go give it a listen and then we can debrief on what his facial hair would feel like on my ass cheeks 😳 youtu.be/fsOkNLdU1aE?...
Sébastien Delage - PopSong (Clip Officiel)
YouTube video by Sébastien Delage
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Portland friends and lovers! My friend @queerpractice.bsky.social has a solo show coming up, Sex with Ghosts. I’m very sad not to see this so please attend and give Michael a hug for me: Thursday Nov 5, 5-8pm Open Sats & Suns 12-5pm or by appt. Souvenir Arts, 1233 NE Alberta St, Portland, OR
Holy crap a peregrine just flew past our apartment and sent the entire birdlife in the neighbourhood into panicked chaos. I’ve seen them occasionally from afar but never this close 🖤
Non-sodomites really don’t understand the trials and tribulations of being gay, like packing one of my and one of hubby’s boots to work and only discovering this after my gym session. The heels are different so my Marilyn wiggle is real today. Hey @bruiserjones.bsky.social 🤪
Doing my post-October long weekend civic duty. (It’s a different a bit tiiired actually to Friday’s a bit tiiired actually.)
People think that dance music is superficial But they've got it all wrong The dance floor is not just a place It's a threshold, a ritualistic space Where movement replaces language Where a cutie in a k-hole speaks to me in konsonants & another cutie young enough to be my son asks to make out
Thanks friends and lovers for the fun and sexy night. Grateful also for the delay to slow death from awake-apnea, thanks to public holiday Monday. Now, sleep 💖
Hubby and this loose on way to Loose Ends’ 20th birthday. See you on the dance floor gayngels 💖💖💖
Start of daylight savings in NSW and I was up at 5:30 - or 4:30 on the body clock. These mornings though 😍
Spanakopita Saturday with friends we last saw two centuries ago. (Obviously by @bruiserjones.bsky.social. I vacuumed and cleaned the bathrooms.)
Skipped the sex party last night and instead started long weekend at the gym at 7am. Bonus: a king parrot and a spoonbill on the way home. (Neither is rare but not super common where we are, either.) See you on the dance floor tomorrow evening celebrating 20 years of Loose Ends.
Not a huge fan of corporate division of time but Q3 sucked massively and I’m drawing a line on that tonight. The last three months of the year might not turn out amazing but I’ve processed some baggage and I’m moving forward with a lightness I’ve not felt in a while. Anyway, here’s my ass ❤️
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I upped my pull-up pb by one this morning with Coach - even a small win is a win. A great week to all 😘
Happy and safe Folsom to all today 🖤💙❤️🤍 (Wear sunscreen!)
My Folsom Street Fair 2023 outfit: a lesson in weird tan lines.
Happy anniversary to my amazing bf L ❤️❤️❤️ I don’t know how I would have got through the devastating losses of this year without you: thank you for the endless loving support. Thank you also to our incredible husbands for making this possible. Here’s to many more my love. ❤️❤️❤️
Nothing about this week was gentle and this photo is shit but let’s hyperfixate on the pump.
Here’s to a gentle Monday to all 😘😘😘
Fucked up night with insomnia but making the most of this gorgeous spring day ❤️
Horrified to realise that, while working on something for an exhibition in February, I’ve not opened my sketch book in three years 😭
The face of five hours of sleep, shocked awake by the cold water. Back to bed.
I gifted a friend at work two old designer jackets that haven’t fitted me for years because the girls keep growing. I wasn’t sure if he was into them but then saw him wear one hours later. It made me smile ❤️
Had a great chat with a friend about the connection between exercise and mental health. Obviously lifting weights (or any exercise) does not cure depression or anxiety or anything else, but it does get you out of your head and into your body for a bit. And for me that has been vital for 15 years.
There’s definitely a madness to the method.