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This is my pattern recognition. || #rings || “You can’t separate the disaster from the star.” —Jorie Graham

[mollybeenoel]

Fox siblings playing together.

Photographed by annastelloophotography on instagram

[petaltexturedskies]

Do stuff. Be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration's shove or society's kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It's all about paying attention. Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. Stay eager.

Susan Sontag, from At the Same Time

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[neoyorzapoteca]

“It’s always fascinated me that light is always belated when it reaches us. It’s haunting that we experience the engine that sustains the life on this planet and drives the vegetable kingdom as belated, a kind of revenant. The entire human record from the beginning until now isn’t even as long as the life of a gnat in the face of the sun. We’re kind of a mirage. It’s a deep mystery to be here.”

— A Comprehensive Music: Peter Gizzi with Ariana Reines - The Brooklyn Rail

[inhaletheswans]

Untitled, Sigmar Polke, 1968. Watercolour on paper.

[depsidase]

[huariqueje]

Honey Blooms - Blair Saxon-Hill , 2026.

American , b. 1979 -

Oil on linen , 112 x 84 cm. 44 x 33 in.

[the-semicolonoscopy]

It’s Pride Month Eve, so leave out some milk for Freddie Mercury and his cats.

[the-semicolonoscopy]

Time for the annual Pride Month reblog of Freddie Mercury and his fabulous cats!

[edwardatlee]

[edwardatlee]

[replanting]

sometimes im like…..what is the point of all this ??? and then i hang out with the people i love, and for a brief moment, i see

[indifferentdrum]

Sunrise + low tide at the Neskowin Ghost Forest.

Neskowin, Oregon.

[perriaeyjeve]

[joeinct]

Brighton, Photo © Nigel Grierson, 1991

[urban-homesteading]

Thinking about a girl I grew up with who spun her dog's fur into yarn, then knitted gloves out of the yarn and how all the other kids made fun of her mercilessly for it.

And how she's now used those gloves for over thirty winters and each time she puts them on, she gets to pet her beloved dog's fur even though Ginger is long gone. And how even though her bones have long since been swallowed by the earth, Ginger is still protecting her owner from the cold.

Just an ancient pact, passed down from the earliest dogs that slept beside humans to keep us warm, continuing on for decades after one of their deaths.

[i-will-talk-fish]

joanne koo

[dappledwithshadow]

Landscape Pierre-Auguste Renoir circa 1886 Private collection Painting - oil on canvas Height: 21 cm (8.27 in.), Width: 23.7 cm (9.33 in.)