tufted

And the tufted titmouse is the cutest regular I see.

Those photos are my reward for diapers changed, faces wiped, marker washed off the walls, and cheerios vacuumed out of the divots on our tufted couch.

We didn't like our v1 much—an all cotton tufted mattress—but that didn't keep us from launching with it. This gave us a chance to experiment with problem/solution and to start collecting feedback right away.

The notion that little Johnny needs to sit at the back of the bus on a hard seat while little Sally is upfront ensconced in a tufted, leather wrapped throne is beyond ludicrous. I wasn't sure if the author was was being serious or making some kind of Swiftian satire.

> > A field of stiff weeds and thistles and tufted nettle-bunches. Thick among the tufts of rank stiff growth lay battered canisters and clots and coils of solid excrement. A faint marshlight struggling upwards from all the ordure through the bristling grey-green weeds. An evil smell, faint and foul as the light, curled upwards sluggishly out of the canisters and from the stale crusted dung. > > Creatures were in the field: one, three, six: creatures were moving in the field, hither and thither. Goatish creatures with human faces, hornybrowed, lightly bearded and grey as india-rubber. The malice of evil glittered in their hard eyes, as they moved hither and thither, trailing their long tails behind them. A rictus of cruel malignity lit up greyly their old bony faces. One was clasping about his ribs a torn flannel waistcoat, another complained monotonously as his beard stuck in the tufted weeds.