Posts tagged I just
Posts tagged I just
did I say
that I smiled
when I first heard your name
fell in love
and I still
feel the same way now
moth friends saying hello
I FUCKING HATE MOTHS THANKS A LOT.
that top one is like pete white in moth form
Altruistic Armadillos, Zenlike Zebras, by Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson (via thebirdnotthefruit)
"then proceed to roll down a bank"
oh my god
help I’m gonna die
weeps quietly because I hate college already and I’m not even enrolled back in yet
Granny Weatherwax’s beehives were tucked away down one side of the cottage. Some were the old straw kind, most were patched-up wooden ones. They thundered with activity, even this late in the year.
Tiffany turned aside to look at them, and the bees poured out in a dark stream. They swarmed toward Tiffany, formed a column, and—
She laughed. They’d made a witch of bees in front of her, thousands of them all holding station in the air. She raised her right hand. With a rise in the level of buzzing, the bee-witch raised its right hand. She turned around. It turned around, the bees carefully copying down every swirl and flutter of her dress, the ones on the very edge buzzing desperately because they had farthest to fly.
She carefully put down the big sack and reached out toward the figure. With another roar of wings it went shapeless for a moment, then re-formed a little way away, but with a hand out-stretched toward her. The bee that was the tip of its forefinger hovered just in front of Tiffany’s fingernail.
“Shall we dance?” said Tiffany.
In the clearing full of spinning seeds, she circled the swarm. It kept up pretty well, moving fingertip to buzzing tip, turning when she turned, although there were always a few bees racing to keep up.
Then it raised both its arms and twirled in the opposite direction, the bees in the “skirt” spreading out again as it spun. It was learning.
Tiffany laughed and did the same thing. Swarm and girl whirled across the clearing.
She felt happy and wondered if she’d ever felt this happy before. The gold light, the falling seeds, the dancing bees…it was all one thing. This was the opposite of the dark desert. Here, light was everywhere and filled her up inside. She could feel herself here but see herself from above, twirling with a buzzing shadow that sparkled golden as the light struck the bees, moments like this paid for it all.
— A Hat Full of Sky
Amazing artwork. I need a print of this so much.
I drew Charles’s dog Pepper because he loves her a lot and it makes me love her
also because she has
the best facial fur
and is adorable
I was going to do more but the others were not turning out very well
This melts my heart.