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酒とご飯と旅行で生きてる。爬虫類とカエルが好き。ｲｲﾈで流れる可能性あり。動物好き。ピラルク好き。スト活したり珍スポットいったり広く浅く

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over 9 years ago

かなまらっ！でっかいまらっ＼(^o^)／かなまらっ！でっかいまらっ＼(^o^)／

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逢根あまみ🚀

@aineamami

5 days ago

「ホテルアール全館見学会」の2次募集開始しました！キャンセル結構出てしまったので😢ぜひご応募ください！ 2次募集の〆切は2026年9月6日（日）当選発表は9月7日（月）、当落に関わらずみなさんにメールでお知らせします！

ごんべ @soneyano

7 days ago

海藻を食べるひつじの話コメントに「どんな味なんだろう」と一言たしかにどんな味の海藻なんだろうと考えてたらその後ひつじの味の話ししてて文化の違いー！！！！ってなった海藻好きなんだもんひつじも好きだけど

Sama Hoole

@SamaHoole

8 days ago

A Scottish laird threw his sheep onto a beach in 1832 and left them to starve. They are still down there, still eating, and they have since evolved so far into the job that a green field would now poison them. North Ronaldsay is the last island in Orkney before there is nothing. Three miles long, flat as a table, and windier than is strictly reasonable. The laird wanted the middle of it for cattle and crops, so out went the natives to the shore, which is a decision that reads perfectly well in an estate office and looks somewhat different when you are standing on shingle in February. To keep them there, the islanders built a drystone dyke round the entire circumference of the island. Thirteen miles, six feet high, laid by hand, no mortar, still standing. It is a Grade A listed structure, so a wall put up to inconvenience sheep now enjoys the same legal protection as Edinburgh Castle. Nobody expected the flock to make old bones. They took up kelp. There are two land mammals on this planet that live on seaweed. One is the marine iguana of the Galápagos, which has never been more than about nine feet from a film crew. The other is a small brown sheep in Orkney that nobody has heard of, working a beach in the dark. And they did not just get by. They reorganised their entire lives around the tide. They sleep through high water and rise for the ebb, which is two hundred years of tide table written into an animal with no clock and no reason to care. Winter storms tear the kelp off the seabed and dump it up the shore, so while every other flock in Britain is going backwards on hay, the beach sheep are gaining condition in January on a crop nobody planted, watered, ploughed, sprayed or paid a penny for. Seaweed carries almost no copper. So they evolved to hoover up every atom of it going, and that machinery has no off switch. Put one on ordinary pasture and it keeps taking copper on board at beach rates until the liver packs in. They are the most copper-sensitive mammals known to science, and a field of good Orkney grass is, to a North Ronaldsay, a slow poisoning with a lovely view. Which leaves the arrangement completely inside out. The wall was built to keep the sheep off the good ground. The wall is the only thing keeping them alive. About 2,500 of them, owned communally by a dozen or so islanders, descended from animals that were on that shore before the Vikings arrived and formed opinions about it. Every winter knocks a few more sections of dyke down. Every summer a handful of people put a few back up. Only one of those lines is heading the right way. The kelp industry the wall was built to replace collapsed and is gone. The laird is gone. The crops are gone. Most of the islanders are gone. The sheep he sentenced to death are out there tonight, waiting on the tide, farming the only ground in Britain that gets delivered twice a day by the sea.

SamaHoole's tweet photo. A Scottish laird threw his sheep onto a beach in 1832 and left them to starve. They are still down there, still eating, and they have since evolved so far into the job that a green field would now poison them.

North Ronaldsay is the last island in Orkney before there is nothing. Three miles long, flat as a table, and windier than is strictly reasonable. The laird wanted the middle of it for cattle and crops, so out went the natives to the shore, which is a decision that reads perfectly well in an estate office and looks somewhat different when you are standing on shingle in February.

To keep them there, the islanders built a drystone dyke round the entire circumference of the island. Thirteen miles, six feet high, laid by hand, no mortar, still standing. It is a Grade A listed structure, so a wall put up to inconvenience sheep now enjoys the same legal protection as Edinburgh Castle.

Nobody expected the flock to make old bones.

They took up kelp.

There are two land mammals on this planet that live on seaweed. One is the marine iguana of the Galápagos, which has never been more than about nine feet from a film crew. The other is a small brown sheep in Orkney that nobody has heard of, working a beach in the dark.

And they did not just get by. They reorganised their entire lives around the tide. They sleep through high water and rise for the ebb, which is two hundred years of tide table written into an animal with no clock and no reason to care. Winter storms tear the kelp off the seabed and dump it up the shore, so while every other flock in Britain is going backwards on hay, the beach sheep are gaining condition in January on a crop nobody planted, watered, ploughed, sprayed or paid a penny for.

Seaweed carries almost no copper. So they evolved to hoover up every atom of it going, and that machinery has no off switch. Put one on ordinary pasture and it keeps taking copper on board at beach rates until the liver packs in. They are the most copper-sensitive mammals known to science, and a field of good Orkney grass is, to a North Ronaldsay, a slow poisoning with a lovely view.

Which leaves the arrangement completely inside out.

The wall was built to keep the sheep off the good ground.

The wall is the only thing keeping them alive.

About 2,500 of them, owned communally by a dozen or so islanders, descended from animals that were on that shore before the Vikings arrived and formed opinions about it. Every winter knocks a few more sections of dyke down. Every summer a handful of people put a few back up. Only one of those lines is heading the right way.

The kelp industry the wall was built to replace collapsed and is gone. The laird is gone. The crops are gone. Most of the islanders are gone.

The sheep he sentenced to death are out there tonight, waiting on the tide, farming the only ground in Britain that gets delivered twice a day by the sea.

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7 days ago

大分に！ポポラマーマ！！！！

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21 days ago

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about 1 month ago

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about 1 month ago

引っ越しました人生で一番長く住んだ福岡を離れ関東へまだ通いたい居酒屋は見つからない

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NPO法人ことりのおうち

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about 1 month ago · Yokohama-shi Izumi

知って下さい！！現在、鳥の保護施設ことりのおうち〜バードアニマルレスキューの保護施設は里親にお迎えされるよりも手放される方の方が多すぎて棚に納まりきれなくなっています💦 今から鳥を飼おうと思っている方に是非、ペットショップで購入するだけでなく保護されている子達を里親としてお迎えできる選択肢もあることを拡めてもらえると助かる命も増えるため協力よろしくお願い致します🙇 #インコのお迎え　#インコの里親制度　#神奈川県　#NPO法人ことりのおうち #バードアニマルレスキュー　#保護施設からのお迎え