[28121997-deactivated20250923]

hope it feels like a memory...

youtube link

[snoopylovessoup]

[cottagecoredreams]

[whatkindofnameisella]

ursula k le guin affirmations for your day:

it is our differences which make us dearer to one another

it is never too late to start loving

the enemy is not the foreigner, but the ones who tell you to hate the foreigner

everyone should have food, shelter, and work

everything is a yin and yang metaphor if you try hard enough

sci-fi is important

[s-u-w-i]

Normally, I wouldn't share photos of myself, but I was sewing a bit, so here you go. Old duvet cover transformed into a frilly shirt, haha.

[s-u-w-i]

For those who are interested - for the shirt I was pretty much following the instructions here and here. It's very nicely described and because it's basically only made out of rectangles the pattern is very simple to make and in general it's not difficult to sew at all. I had to make it quite a bit smaller though and the sleeves are still rather too long for me, which may look stylish on photos but it's a bit too much. :'^)

The first link also has instructions for the neckcloth and other 18th century items ✨

[cozyvu]

via niklinio

[riodejaneiro-wonderfulcity]

Rio de Janeiro - RJ

[frammento]

As Mungo leaned over the water he focused on his reflection. He wondered what it was the men had recognized in him. Where was this signal he could not see, the semaphore he had never meant to send? Was it in how his eyes never quite met theirs, how they turned themselves down submissively? Was it in how he stood with his hands limp at his side, his weight on one leg? He wanted to find the signal, and he wanted to end its transmission. The men had looked at him as though they knew what lay inside his soul, things he still had not even admitted to himself. They knew the inescapable shame of it, how isolated it made him feel, and they had used that to separate him from his home and do as they pleased.

Douglas Stuart, Young Mungo

[unconditionalstudio]

[sentimentalbeing2001]

Post work

[nijinokanatani]

Elsa Beskow(1874-1953)

“Lasse-Liten i trädgården”1920

[dk-thrive]

The line between what he wanted to do and what he should do was so fragile that any small thing could tip the scale and decide it for him.

— Douglas Stuart, John of John: A Novel (Grove Press, May 5, 2026)

[dk-thrive]

The Sabbath bled by like a slow tide. The long daylight of late spring felt like an imposition, there were too many hours to spend and no way to spend it but in quiet reflection. He didn’t want to be alone with his thoughts: he wanted to be four deep at a bar, strangers pressing in on every side of him, the music so loud he couldn’t hear himself think.

— Douglas Stuart, John of John: A Novel (Grove Press, May 5, 2026)

[butterflycharms]

[shrrou-deactivated20251207]

[cottaqecore]

emily battaglini

[petaltexturedskies]

Donna Tartt, The Secret History