MySims ♥ 2007
how i would react in that situation
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MySims ♥ 2007
how i would react in that situation
When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it
Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.
Lilac breasted roller, surveying the insect buffet on the savanna.
Marylanders don’t say hi hello how are you my name is they just try to kill you with their car. which is of course a great honor in their culture
Me if I was a housecat: My life is a fucking night mare because I can't go outside and kill and eat mice and birds
Me if I was a field mouse: Im so happy that cat is inside and not out here
Me if I was a hawk: Thst mouse is sio fucking dumb. Im gonna kill that fuck ing mouse
The other day i was getting rizzd the fuck upp by the crunchy latino cashier at trader joes. Just having a blast. Then the whole vibe changed when my card declined .
but i believe aang can save the world
Just my interpretation! Hero Hawks!!!!!!!🪶🪶
I love his wings, so I end up drawing them bigger than I mean to.
Also, I really want to draw the summer sky and Hawks next!! ☁️ The rainy season is finally over here in Japan! ☀️ It’s so hot every day now.
Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone—and how it slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance—and have you ever felt for anything such wild love—do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there, empty-handed—or have you too turned from this world—or have you too gone crazy for power, for things?
Mary Oliver, “The Sun” in Devotions
how it feels
take my ass to torture city where the grass is ouch and the girls are hit me
nope. funkytown again
Kokei Kobayashi, Deyu, 1918
Tokyo National Museum Collection