Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Show & Tell
Sweet Seals For You, Always
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle
trying on a metaphor

Andulka

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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todays bird
NASA
Stranger Things
Cosimo Galluzzi

if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything
Keni
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@hopefulistic
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters
anyone who doesn’t romanticize life is LAME i don’t wanna hear your “realist” takes bitch i want the sun to drench me in honey and the stars to light my path and the breeze to dance in my hair and the sky to weep tears of joy and the ocean to lament to me in waves and the hearts of so many people i haven’t met to speak to me across the fabric of time and space. we’re all fucking connected you cannot change my mind. every single one of us
im also making savory crepes for dinner:-) my grandma wrote me her recipe for the crepes she used to make us when we were kids (always filled w tuna, harissa and grated mozzarella that melts and becomes oh so delicious! a tunisian classic) im v excited <3
Wordy Wednesday
Unopened: A book where the folds on some of the edges have not been cut. These folds are produced as a natural byproduct of bibliographic formats smaller than folio: in a quarto, they are usually at the top of the book and in an octavo, there are usually folds at the top and at the fore-edge. Binders would commonly slice these open free of charge, but even into the 20th century, books were sometimes delivered still unopened so that the book’s purchaser could savor the experience of cutting them open. Some readers would cut the folds as they read the book, so you can sometimes see exactly when a fickle reader gave up and moved on to another book.
Cover illustration for The Grey Fairy Book by Andrew Lang, 1900 (via my Secretary of Parliament)
one ov my new years goals is to not let american politics and culture invade my online space anymore im so sick ov hearing about them. got me having opinions about shit someone from lexington kentucky made up on twitter like No More
babe are you okay, you’ve barely posted any incoherent thoughts today
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
favourite additions
You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
I knew you abandoned yourself. But God, I never thought you'd abandon me.