#high summer

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TOM BLYTH photographed by Ryan McGinley for Burberry ‘High Summer’ (2026)

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NEW: Tom photographed by Ryan McGinley for Burberry ‘High Summer’ campaign

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@coffeeandtheton and I have been talking all week how and when to tease our next story, and we have more to share, but in the mean time, just know that this tweet is doing some of our heavy lifting.

High Summer is coming soon!

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Rotherham, South Yorkshire, UK / July 2025

Harman Phoenix 200

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High Summer Potpourri

The minute you enter the room where I dry my foraged plants you are hit with the aroma of shiso and mimosa, the most fragrant of the multitude of plants I’ve been harvesting this summer.

I combined the two as the base of my summer potpourri and added dried sunflower heads and guajillo peppers for color, texture, and to symbolize the heat of the summer sun.🌞

The candle in the center was made at candlemas specifically for summer rituals and was scented with lemongrass essential oil.

A whiff of the potpourri is the fragrance of my summer—mint, citrus, anise, and humid florals.

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Redid the altar for late summer and eventually Lammas.

[literatureandtrees]

from top left: jelly, tansy, a glimpse of autumn, blueberry lemonade with lemon verbena and thyme, first cucumber, community things, a gardener and 2 cedar wax wings

[recreatingsoftheself]

The Flood

White knuckles Holding so tight To the wooden board While everything else is chaos

You feel the water Salt in your mouth In your eyes In your ears Tightening your clothes To your body The flood will lead you on

And on you go You and your wood board You and your fragile structure The only equipment you have on To give you some sense Of order and safety

Let me destroy this for you You have none No safe boat No one is coming to save you Hold on tight Another wave is coming

You cry, and you cry And you beg for mercy Beg for help But no one is hearing So on you go You and the remains of your body The remains of your soul

Sooner than you expected Because you started to believe In your well-trained mind That you would stay afloat forever You saw land Green land Full of mud Full of life Full of hope

Possibility is scary for those Accustomed to the tempest Possibility opens other possibilities And imprevisibility is incredibly scary But on you go And on you go One arm stroke after the other Nearer land you go

Here's to hope Here's to new life Here's to grace Here's to you And on you go - April 7th, 2026