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@heroescomehome
u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....
my favorite love language is trying, actually
like when people try to learn your hobbies or try to play the same sports that you play in an effort to get closer to you, people who try to love you the way you love people, people who will go to places you want to visit just for your sake, people remembering, putting in an effort. just. trying
personally if i’m out walking and smell laundry or someone else’s cooking or campfire i immediately get hit with a wave of nearly overwhelming comfort. on account of the joie de vivre
♡The cores in the morning♡
Forestcore : wakes up first before the sun because they can hear the birds already singing through their open window, enjoy the quiet moments before the rest of the house arises
Farmcore : wakes up with the sun streaming through the glass and goes to harvest the eggs
Cottagecore : wakes up with an old timey clock and goes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast
Gremlincore : wakes up last and eat breakfast half asleep
Cryptidcore : Goes to sleep as the first rays of sun shine trough their blinds
Anne with an E || wнaт we нave вeen мaĸeѕ υѕ wнo we are
I want to hug you and make you a cup of tea. I imagine you- smelling like lavender, with rosy cheeks pale skin chapped lips big eyes and round-shaped nails
i would so treasure a cup of tea poured by your kind hands, and i’d offer my cabinet full of honey to sweeten it. that is very close! my nails are a bit jagged from biting at the moment. an old bad habit. i don’t know you, but i feel like we would meet on the rooftop garden of a cozy coffee shop and talk about favorite books from our childhoods
I’m on my way home.🌿🏠🐌🌿
帰宅中だよ🌿🏠🐌🌿
This weekend’s tide pool finds- lots of cool crustacean critters. The molt shell of a tidal crab, a shy little Caribbean hermit crab, and a nice red claw.
Us dreaming only of a peaceful small home, a garden buzzing with bees, people and animals that are dear to us, some homemade jam, a warm slice of bread and a cup of tea in the sun is the best thing we can do for this planet. A roof over your head, a friend to share your supper with, and an apple from your garden really is as great a success as any! Dream small, love what you have, and cherish the little things!
the house smells like rosemary with four balls of dough prepping for their morning bake, the rain is gentle and comforting, and my dogs are asleep by the open screen door 🌼
little things that make me grateful 🌸
Waking up early and feeling like you’re the only one alive
The sound of birds and crickets during summer
Being warm in a cold day
Flowers and bees
Nature, trees, grass, I love everything about it
Kind people who smile back
Eating healthy and drinking water
Having a deep connection with my friends
The water on your feet when you take off your sandals on the beach
‘prelude in d-flat major, op. 28 no. 15′ or the ‘raindrop prelude’ by chopin but it’s raining and gently thundering outside. (youtube)
incomplete list of ordinary things that are intimate when u do them for/with someone u love:
-unbuttoning or unzipping clothing
-putting on their necklace
-any hair touching at all
-giving them a bite of your food and u feed it to them off ur own fork
-catching their eye from across the room
-picking fuzz off their clothing
-cooking together and standing over the same pan while you stir and they add things
-sitting in the same room working on different things together in silence
-teaching them how to do something
-doing something for them bc their hands are full
-grocery shopping together
All I want is a secret garden where I can host themed dinner parties and hang fairy lights from the trees, is that really too much to ask?
baking makes me feel safer. feel like I'm at home even when I'm thousands miles away from it. the smell of fresh bread reminds me of my childhood. chocolate biscuits bring me memories about the sleepover with my girlfriends when we were only sixteen. it was a magnificent night full of laughs and dancing. the mille-feuille is always baked by my mom on my birthday even if I don't celebrate with my family. they eat it while talking with me through facetime, we eat it together being on the different sides of the world. the cheesecake reminds me the holidays spent with my grandmother and apple pie was the first pie ever prepared by me only.
I love baking. love going on the local market to buy fresh fruits, love my measuring cups and baking pans, love mixing up the ingredients with the help of whisk, love the sound of the oven which warns to turn it off.
I love baking because it unties people. tea parties are not complete without delicious biscuits. the phone talks with your aunt are made in order to find out the recipe of honey pie. the cake which you prepare as a present on your best friend's birthday. banana bread is shared with my neighbours after the night I spent on the kitchen because I couldn't fall asleep. many, many, many occasions filled with laughter, joy, tears (both happy and bitter), deep conversations and silly memories.
baking feels like home. home which can be brought with me in any place I want to.
don't be afraid of baking! don't push yourself in order to get the results just like on the picture from Pinterest. don't compete with anybody who's better than you. try new recipes, add different ingredients, listen to your favourite music, be the kitchen witch! and you won't regret any second spent on the kitchen! biscuits, cakes, pies will be only better with each attempt, trust me! just have fun!
and become the member of our baking cult!
Source: @cobotis