Main

processing priority

4

site type

3 (personal blog or private political site, e.g. Blogspot, Substack, also small blogs on own domains)

review version

11

html import

20 (imported)

Events

first seen date

2024-11-15 10:41:09

expired found date

-

created at

2024-11-15 10:41:09

updated at

2025-10-15 02:10:47

Domain name statistics

length

21

crc

25880

tld

2211

nm parts

0

nm random digits

0

nm rare letters

0

Connections

is subdomain of id

13642151 (wordpress.com)

previous id

0

replaced with id

0

related id

-

dns primary id

0

dns alternative id

0

lifecycle status

0 (unclassified, or currently active)

Subdomains and pages

deleted subdomains

0

page imported products

0

page imported random

0

page imported parking

0

Error counters

count skipped due to recent timeouts on the same server IP

0

count content received but rejected due to 11-799

0

count dns errors

0

count cert errors

0

count timeouts

0

count http 429

0

count http 404

0

count http 403

0

count http 5xx

0

next operation date

-

Server

server bits

server ip

-

Mainpage statistics

mp import status

20

mp rejected date

-

mp saved date

-

mp size orig

166275

mp size raw text

9839

mp inner links count

23

mp inner links status

10 (links queued, awaiting import)

Open Graph

title

ebbtide

description

image

site name

ebbtide

author

updated

2026-03-02 15:16:24

raw text

ebbtide Skip to content View menu View sidebar ebbtide Home About Available Books Guide Inspiration December 12, 2020 by ebbtide my dog tells me Poetry death , dogs , dying , Freyja , grief , joy , life , light , loss , love , poem , Poetry , shadow , writing 12 Comments my dog tells me that she is dying – subtly, as dogs do that this is the first of our many lasts that we should go slowly now and savor this truth, this pained heart, with worthy tenderness I owe her as much, and everything else at least once more we take the first of our last walks between the light and lengthening shadows wheeling toward the end of the year good girl! November 17, 2020 by ebbtide some bears wake Poetry bears , grace , hibernation , isolation , living , nature , necessity , poem , Poetry , seasons , solitude , winter , writing 7 Comments some bears wake in winter to snow and stone – too soon and alon...

Text analysis

redirect type

0 (-)

block type

0 (no issues)

detected language

1 (English)

category id

Depresja (102)

index version

1

spam phrases

0

Text statistics

text nonlatin

0

text cyrillic

0

text characters

7096

text words

1581

text unique words

659

text lines

404

text sentences

37

text paragraphs

6

text words per sentence

42

text matched phrases

0

text matched dictionaries

0

RSS

rss status

32 (unknown)

rss found date

2024-11-15 10:41:10

rss size orig

49645

rss items

10

rss spam phrases

0

rss detected language

1 (English)

inbefore feed id

-

inbefore status

0 (new)

Sitemap

sitemap status

40 (completed successful import of reports.txt file to table in_pages)

sitemap review version

2

sitemap urls count

524

sitemap urls adult

0

sitemap filtered products

1

sitemap filtered videos

0

sitemap found date

2024-11-15 10:41:11

sitemap process date

2025-02-09 09:05:24

sitemap first import date

-

sitemap last import date

2025-10-15 02:10:47