[halonic]

I’m not really playing ffxiv any more but here’s the index for an ongoing story I am writing about Pep: link

The index contains content notes and warnings.

I’m also not really On Tumblr but questions/feedback/??? can be directed to me on Discord, where I am @sonderjack#1639.

[faucheux-investigates]

Cathedral Chats: 3/8, 7pm EST

Cathedral Chats: an Ishgardian Orthodox learning and discussion series at Saint Reymanaud’s, beginning the 8th Sun of Thaliak’s Moon, at the 7th bell past noon.

Whether you are a cleric, seminarian, or layperson — of the long-faithful or a curious unbeliever — you are welcome. Pray only come in a spirit of respect and peace, that all may learn and grow closer to Halone.

Though as the tale of Renaut of the White Mountain teaches us, our tempers at times may run high, we humbly beg you not to violate the sanctity of the Cathedral, and bring neither weapons, lest you have a knight’s privilege to bear them, nor a spirit of combativeness or bad faith.

If you have any questions or wish to present a lecture, pray contact the facilitator, acolyte Valroit Faucheux de Pepin.

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[halonic]

Tagged by @norhimorovine to do the “Which Flower Matches Your Personality?” quiz and Pep’s flower is...

Lavender

You have a soothing presence, people love your company and you always know how to make them feel better. You are thoughtful and considerate, often putting others first. You can make strangers feel at home. No matter how sad someone is feeling, you can always provide comfort and solace.

I think this answer would please Perrine -- it’s definitely who she would like to be most of the time. Some of the questions were a little weird for her:

 ”What would you do if you were attracted to your friend’s sibling?” Um I am married, I would Do Nothing and Feel Guilty for being attracted to Not My Spouse?

“In high school, you were a...” High school??? Do you mean Scholasticate?? I left because I had a mental breakdown.

“What would be a fun skill to learn in the Middle Ages?” Sir I am a Catholic Elf in Fantasyland, all of those skills are useful now.

This was a fun quiz to take maybe because of those setting mismatches. xD Thanks for tagging me! 

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[seemoreandmore]

The book was in her lap; she had read no further. The power to change one’s life comes from a paragraph, a lone remark. The lines that penetrate us are slender, like the flukes that live in river water and enter the bodies of swimmers. The polished sentences had arrived, it seemed, like so many other things, at just the right time.

James Salter, Light Years (via seemoreandmore)

[anarcho-wormism-deactivated2019]

Taking a soil microbio class this semester and I really liked this quote from the textbook

[breadonearth]

my sunset collection (by Joanne Liu)

[naamahdarling]

That last one is my favorite.

[geopsych]

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often. Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” The light flows from their branches. And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.”

Mary Oliver, When I Am Among the Trees. (via geopsych)

[feliciachiao]

Plant-minded 

[flyingiseasy-landingnotsomuch]

[halonic]

A long time ago I saw a bag of grapes with a label that was in both French and English... It said "Seedless/sans pepins" and I immediately thought of your lovely giraffe's last name and botanical inclinations. I'm guessing this was an intentional word choice on your part but I HAVE TO KNOW FOR SURE since I don't actually speak French but I know what "sans" means so I think I can guess what Pepin means...? i c whut u did thar?

It was absolutely intentional. Pepin may also be one of the "occupational surnames", like Smith, Baker, Wainwright, Baxter, and so on -- in this case, a surname for a gardener. Indeed, the Pepins have been gardeners for longer than they have been nobility. I'm glad someone's picked up on it!

[greening-coerthas]

Profiles: The Institute

The Institute for the Greening of Coerthas and Dravania, or the Alpine Greening Institute in short(er) form, is an organization based in Ishgard, founded by Gwenneth and Rosaire Ledigne in the 10th year after the Calamity.1

Its purpose is to support the advancement of agriculture in Ishgardian territories, especially staple agriculture, in order to combat the rising price of bread and restore livelihoods to Coerthans displaced by the snows. To this end the Institute operates two small experimental farms, one in Coerthas and one in Dravania, where new techniques are tested and crop strains bred. From time to time the Institute also promotes the crops of Coerthas in seasonal festivals. 

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[glumshoe]

My grandmother is a bitter old crab with nothing good to say about anything, but she does have a few good stories. She confronted the woman my grandfather had been cheating on her with - this other woman had no idea he was married, and was righteously angry.

The two of them schemed together. My grandfather’s mistress drove her convertible to the construction site where he was working. As he approached the car, she said, “Why didn’t you tell me you were married?”

“Married?! I’m not married!” he said.

My grandmother sat up in the back seat, where she’d been lying down, and said, “You won’t be for much longer.”

[geographykhaleesi]

HOLY SHIT

[honestlynicolai]

This is a Country song.

[renaissance-art]

The ‘Mysterious Garden’ miniature by an unknown artist in Guillaume de Machaut’s book of poems, 1355-1360

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

Ever notice?– in the sod of the body an earthly dream is at work, and every time you live through the whisperings of a vitreous winter’s idle trees or the caresses of summer’s bayonets, you feel love swell into a river and flood the breathing terrains of your land, and the seed sown earlier springs up as a live wheat sheaf in the lap of brightly rocking dawns.

Zoltán Böszörményi, “Breathing Terrains,” The Conscience of Trees, trans. Paul Sohar (Ragged Sky Press, 2018)

[lenorestreetgarden]

My sister’s terrarium garden is one of the loveliest things I’ve ever seen.

Photos by Heidi.

[marginmaster87]

[Photo descriptions: the first photo shows a close-up of some leafy green plant s in a glass jar. There are a few different kinds. The second picture shows off a container with golden wood edges, along with a pretty grey cat. The container holds a few potted plants. The third shows a row of glass containers of all different sides and shapes, all filled with growing plants. The next is a top-down photo of a fern. The last shows the golden container again, but this time from the short side (it is a rectangle) rather than the top.]

[thecolorblockcurator]

Portrait of a Young Woman, Zinaida Serebriakova, 1915

[maruti-bitamin]

garden