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when the world ends, make crème brûlée

before creation, there is custard and sugar. the world begins with a blast of butane and then there is caramel. a spoon cracks all of existence and scoops it away. even as the old universe is swallowed into nothingness, the next bakes in the oven. scald the cream, beat the eggs, mix. pour worlds into ramekins and bring them into being with a water bath. your world has ended. get out the blow torch and build a new one.

moonwhispers

I feel like a time traveler: June, July, August. Summer dissolves in my mouth and I can’t remember what it tasted like.

Zoë Lianne, “Erasure” (via moonwhispers)

#words #summer #i refuse to feel the fading of summer #i refuse to lose this heat in my bones

nubbsgalore

every december, waxwings descend on great britain from their native scandanavian breading grounds. birdwatchers across the uk travel hundreds of miles to catch a glimpse of the rare birds, who turn up in significant numbers every few years. photos by dan kitwood, who captures the waxwings eating berries from a rowan tree in london.

#Bombycilla