wade and wander

and I love this moment we're in, though we may not ever see this moment again (may you find all that you need)

[owlmylove]

“I very proudly entered the forestry school as an 18-year-old and telling them that the reason that I wanted to study botany was because I wanted to know why asters and goldenrod looked so beautiful together. These are these amazing displays of this bright, chrome yellow and deep purple of New England aster, and they look stunning together. And the two plants so often intermingle rather than living apart from one another, and I wanted to know why that was. I thought that surely in the order and the harmony of the universe, there would be an explanation for why they looked so beautiful together. And I was told that that was not science, that if I was interested in beauty, I should go to art school. Which was really demoralizing as a freshman, but I came to understand that question wasn’t going to be answered by science, that science, as a way of knowing, explicitly sets aside our emotions, our aesthetic reactions to things. We have to analyze them as if they were just pure material, and not matter and spirit together. And, yes, as it turns out, there’s a very good biophysical explanation for why those plants grow together, so it’s a matter of aesthetics and it’s a matter of ecology. Those complimentary colors of purple and gold together, being opposites on the color wheel, they’re so vivid, they actually attract far more pollinators than if those two grew apart from one another. So each of those plants benefits by combining its beauty with the beauty of the other. And that’s a question that science can address, certainly, as well as artists. And I just think that “Why is the world so beautiful?” is a question that we all ought to be embracing.”

— Robin Wall Kimmerer, “The Intelligence of Plants”, from the podcast On Being with Krista Tippett (via peatbogbody)

[beachnymph]

self care is listening to Africa by Toto for 22 hours straight, staring into the void until all your feelings, impulses, muscles, and skin melt away and you are but a pile of bones vibrating along to 80’s synth wave

[afterlifeincorporated]

Utah Gothic

Everyone says you have the worst drivers.You know they’ve never left the state. You wonder how they know. You leave cricket shaped offerings for the seagulls on the 24th of July. Last year your neighbors didn’t. You have new neighbors. You like them. You hope they do not make the same mistake. The tourists come to visit the red rocks. The tourists come to visit the arches. The tourists come to visit Goblin Valley. The tourists come to visit Zion’s.  The tourists come to visit Temple Square. The tourists do not leave. You do not visit tourist attractions. You do not go swimming in Utah Lake. Your friends invite you to a bonfire on the shore. You hear screams of those who ignored the warning. Your bonfire tuns into a vigil. There is a teacher shortage, they say. There has always been a teacher shortage. You go into teaching. You are not engaged or newly married. You do not get hired. The only teachers are those who have been teaching since before your parents were their students. New teachers quit and do not go back. They say they weren’t cut out for teaching. They look over their shoulder as they say this. They are not seen again. There is a teacher shortage, they say. You get invited to a wedding reception. You get invited to a wedding reception. You get invited to a wedding reception. There is a wedding reception every weekend. Your friends that get married promise they will keep in touch when you see them at the reception. They say they are happy. You dread the day when you will be forced to say the same things. Your friend group gets younger and younger and you pray you have been forgotten. You leave larger and larger offerings at the receptions Everyone speaks an additional language. You do not know where they learned Tagalog. All you know is that when you asked last their eyes glazed over and they repeated memorized stories. They offer to teach you. You back away slowly. You only eat casseroles. You do not know where they came from. You are afraid to ask. You ignore the bones you find. Everyone you know comes from a small town you’ve never heard of. They never speak about it, no matter how many questions they are asked. They say Park City is just through the canyon. Whenever you go looking for it you end up driving back into the valley through a different canyon. East is toward the mountain, they tell you. You are confused. You are surrounded by mountains. Spring never comes. Winter and Summer battle for three months. Summer eventually wins. You worry it won’t win next year and you will have to live through another year of winter. You are prepared for a disaster. You are grateful the tourist sacrifices have kept the earthquake at bay, but you do not know how much longer the earthquake will be sated.

[sheersimplicities]

THIS IS EVERYTHING 

[sheersimplicities]

incredible

[afterlifeincorporated]

Utah Gothic

Everyone says you have the worst drivers.You know they’ve never left the state. You wonder how they know. You leave cricket shaped offerings for the seagulls on the 24th of July. Last year your neighbors didn’t. You have new neighbors. You like them. You hope they do not make the same mistake. The tourists come to visit the red rocks. The tourists come to visit the arches. The tourists come to visit Goblin Valley. The tourists come to visit Zion’s.  The tourists come to visit Temple Square. The tourists do not leave. You do not visit tourist attractions. You do not go swimming in Utah Lake. Your friends invite you to a bonfire on the shore. You hear screams of those who ignored the warning. Your bonfire tuns into a vigil. There is a teacher shortage, they say. There has always been a teacher shortage. You go into teaching. You are not engaged or newly married. You do not get hired. The only teachers are those who have been teaching since before your parents were their students. New teachers quit and do not go back. They say they weren’t cut out for teaching. They look over their shoulder as they say this. They are not seen again. There is a teacher shortage, they say. You get invited to a wedding reception. You get invited to a wedding reception. You get invited to a wedding reception. There is a wedding reception every weekend. Your friends that get married promise they will keep in touch when you see them at the reception. They say they are happy. You dread the day when you will be forced to say the same things. Your friend group gets younger and younger and you pray you have been forgotten. You leave larger and larger offerings at the receptions Everyone speaks an additional language. You do not know where they learned Tagalog. All you know is that when you asked last their eyes glazed over and they repeated memorized stories. They offer to teach you. You back away slowly. You only eat casseroles. You do not know where they came from. You are afraid to ask. You ignore the bones you find. Everyone you know comes from a small town you’ve never heard of. They never speak about it, no matter how many questions they are asked. They say Park City is just through the canyon. Whenever you go looking for it you end up driving back into the valley through a different canyon. East is toward the mountain, they tell you. You are confused. You are surrounded by mountains. Spring never comes. Winter and Summer battle for three months. Summer eventually wins. You worry it won’t win next year and you will have to live through another year of winter. You are prepared for a disaster. You are grateful the tourist sacrifices have kept the earthquake at bay, but you do not know how much longer the earthquake will be sated.

[sheersimplicities]

THIS IS EVERYTHING 

[sheersimplicities]

Monterey 

[sheersimplicities]

End of June?! A life update

Its been almost a year since I posted on Tumblr. I don’t know why. I have over 4,000 likes though, so there’s that contribution to the tumblr.-sphere. 

I’m 21. I’m living in Portland, Oregon for the summer with my boyfriend (!!!), a self-proclaimed “intelligent idiot.” Star Wars brought us together. I miss Idaho. Portland is a city. 

I’m doing research on earthquake PSAs #science. 

I’m resting up for my senior year of college. What? 

I’m back! 

[budlightlimerita]

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Fitz & The Tantrums // Moneygrabber

[grayskymorning]

Lime-Grapefruit-Basil Gin Punch

[i-long-to-travel-the-world]

[deletingmyself]

Untitled (by vildegannestad)

[dayzea]

[foxandfloral]

[dobladim]

[nevver]

Surf’s up, Luke Shadbolt

[elenamorelli]

[amandagenine-deactivated2019062]

You cannot be successful and help others if you are sleep deprived, malnourished, or out of shape. Take care of yourself. Find a balance and don’t let go of what defines you.

advice from a professor on my first day of grad school  (via runningmandz)

[dsxsbx]

Toketee Falls // Valeriy Poltorak