Teleborg Castle, Sweden (by Ajsha L.)
Cosmic Funnies

Origami Around

Product Placement
One Nice Bug Per Day
Fieri Frames

if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
ojovivo
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
EXPECTATIONS
todays bird
Color Me Curious

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The Bright Sessions

shark vs the universe
Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline
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@byricochetinginbetween
Teleborg Castle, Sweden (by Ajsha L.)
gonna be honest. no number of iced beverages can save me at this point
haley heynderickx, jo / arthur kearns via @obsob / minnie bruce pratt, the fact of the garden
Saw these luvers at the New Orleans Botanical Garden
e.e. cummings, from “the first of all my dreams was of” (in 73 Poems), Complete Poems: 1904-1962
[Text ID: “–how you and i are blossoming”]
Oxford Bridge at Stowe Landscape Gardens
— The Sleeper, Edgar Allan Poe
[text ID: At midnight, in the month of June, / I stand beneath the mystic moon.]
no stevie nicks, i CAN’T sail through the changing ocean tides and i CAN’T handle the seasons of my life
Bani-chan
—Kitchen Mckeown, from Outbreaks
i hate the term “spinal fluid” it conjures up horrible imagery in my mind
(lightly taps a spigot i have attached to my spinal column) come get y’all juice
We’ve never met and I hope it stays that way
this is the most powerful reply ive ever received
Halloween at The Witch House in Salem, Massachusetts, USA (by aloo gobi).
FINE LINE ERA
Yves Olade, When Rome falls
Jacob Blake’s sister: ‘I’m not sad. I’m not sorry. I’m angry. And I’m tired. I haven’t cried one time. I stopped crying years ago. I am numb. I have been watching police murder people that look like me for years.’
Required watching.
[I am my brother’s keeper, and when you say the name Jacob Blake, make sure you say “father,” make sure you say “cousin,” make sure you say “son,” make sure you say “uncle,” but most importantly, make sure you say “human.” Human life. Let it marinate–in your mouth, in your mind. A human life, just like every single one of y’all… We’re human. His life matters. So many people have reached out to me telling me they’re sorry that this happened to my family. Well don’t be sorry, because this has been happening to my family for a long time. Longer than I can account for. It happened to Emmett Till. Emmett Till is my family. Philando. Mike Brown. Sandra. This has been happening to my family. And I’ve shed tears for every single one that it’s happened to. This is nothing new. I’m not sad. I’m not sorry. I’m angry. And I’m tired. I haven’t cried one time. I stopped crying years ago. I am numb. I have been watching police murder people that look like me for years. I’m also a Black history minor. So, not only have I been watching it in the thirty years I’ve been on this planet, but I’ve been watching it for years before we were even alive. I’m not sad. I don’t want your pity. I want change.]