The above illustrates the user interface for website developers starting to use the new WordPress block-based page editor, now integrated into core.
Few of you might find this interesting.
The tiny portrait in upper left is of Matt Mullenweg, the creator of WordPress.
At the time I now write of, Father Mapple was in the hardy winter of a healthy old age; that sort of old age which seems merging into a second flowering youth, for among all the fissures of his wrinkles, there shone certain mild gleams of a newly developing bloom–the spring verdure peeping forth even beneath February’s snow.
Moby Dick, the White Whale by Herman Melville
Americans, we have much to be grateful for. We have freedom, and freedom is everything.
Pete Campbell, San Jose
Loved ones we call the dead depart from us and for a while are absent. And then as if called back by our love, they come near us again. They enter our dreams. We feel they have been near us when we have not thought of them. They are simply here, simply waiting while we are distracted among our obligations. At last it comes to us: They live now in the permanent world. We are the absent ones.
Wendell Berry, The New Yorker, NOV 24, 2025
The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo.
She succeeded in getting its body tucked away, comfortably enough, under her arm, with its legs hanging down, but generally, just as she had got its neck nicely straightened out, and was going to give the hedgehog a blow with its head, it would twist itself round and look up in her face, with such a puzzled expression that she could not help bursting out laughing.
And when she had got its head down, and was going to begin again, it was very provoking to find that the hedgehog had unrolled itself, and was in the act of crawling away.
Besides all this, there was generally a ridge or furrow in the way wherever she wanted to send the hedgehog to.
Alice soon came to the conclusion that it was a very difficult game indeed.
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll (1865)
for a clever animation -> Alice and the Flamingo
Found this black & white treasure hanging on the fence in K’s driveway after our hike through the suburbs of San Jose to Dawson Loop. Click on the image to see M’s colorization.
Here’s a black & white line drawing for contrast:
He learnt to communicate with birds and discovered that their conversation was fantastically boring. It was all to do with wind speed, wingspans, power-to-weight ratios, and a fair bit about berries.
Life, the Universe and Everything by Douglas Adams
The stronger the soul and the flesh, the more fruitful the struggle and the richer the final harmony. God does not love weak souls & flabby flesh. The Spirit is a carnivorous bird which is incessantly hungry; it eats flesh and, by assimilating it, makes it disappear.
Kazantzakis
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired.”
Shakespeare, in the opening of Sonnet 27