rosemary honey

jess | leo | CA

[koenji]

ceramic bunnies (png) x

[midnightinshadow]

[kosmogrl]

[mymadeleine]

Apuseni, Romania

early morning, August 2022

Zenit 122 + Fujicolor C200

[teal-deer]

Y'ever think about what absolute mad decadence we live in that "vanilla" means "plain"

[jordisstigander]

Anytime someone says 'it's just vanilla ice cream' I have to restrain myself from saying, "ah yes, the flavor produced by the seeds of a tropical orchid, a flower which blossoms for a single day before dying, the second most expense spice in the world. Just that."

Historically, the spices I have in my cabinet are an embarrassment of riches. I have there a large container of whole black peppercorns which I grate fresh over my food. Multiple containers of cinnamon because I forgot I already had some. Ginger, cardamom, red pepper flakes, whole cloves and ground, nutmeg and turmeric. Kings and emperors have not eaten food so well spiced.

I have vanilla ice cream in my freezer (cold! frozen! when the rich would pay fortunes to send for ice from mountains to chill fruit in the summers). I am going to put on my silk robe, fix myself a bowl, and feast.

[windowwaterr]

This is just a reminder that the extraordinary is always in our reach. We just have to have the right eyes to look through, and appreciate and treat everyday as precious. Because deeply, it is. Not because of exotic spices, but how everything we take part in is part of a much deeper process, that we get to access so easily. A tangerine in my hand, is a cycle in time.

[sec0ndwind]

[thingsworthsaving]

The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.

-James Baldwin

[petitworld]

Chamonix-Mont-Blanc, Haute-Savoie, France by Jade Stephens

[luisonte]

[ceevee5]

For the love of God, sound on.

[genderfluid-druid]

@vensre

[captn-sara-holmes]

Sometimes “Sound on” is a disappointment. This is not one of those times

[lanthir]

transcript: [in thick New England accent] “Holy fucking shit; MA! MA, COME OUTSIDE, THERE’S A FUCKING MOOSE! OR A BUFFALO OR SOME SHIT; THEY’RE FIGHTIN’! Where the fuck are you goin’?! MA!! Hoooly shit; this is some fuckin’ National Geographic shit. MA, CALL THE FUCKIN’ COPS OR THE ASPCA; THERE’S ANIMALS FIGHTIN’ IN THE FRONT LAWN!! OOOOOH SHIT!!”

[whilewestillcan]

““I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.””

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via oceanofmind)

[formlab]

Shifting Tides, Anton Elfilter

[vintagecamping]

Camping in an Alpine Valley

France

1975

[bepeu-deactivated20171202]

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LCD Soundsytem (feat. Miles Davis) // New York, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down

somebody played a Miles Davis improv over this song and i fell so hard in love my blood is moving around so fast (original video)

[treehoppers]

Harvest Mouse, photo by Nick Upton, National Geographic, 2019

[geopsych]

A few minutes of a summer solstice morning with indigo bunting and chipping sparrows singing

[whilewestillcan]

“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”

— Alice Walker (via loveyourchaos)

[letsbelonelytogetherr]