I like tea, and puns, and sweaters.
winter water park, 2013
Already reblogged this a week or so ago, IDGAF
Octopodes. An extinction happens on earth and humanity is wiped out. Octopodes take over the seas. They build cities and societies and develop sign languages and sciences.
They develop technologies, and eventually the first wet suit that allows them to explore the…
I’m on board.
That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coalbins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.
I don’t wear makeup ever but find this to be amusing.
take me back to the evenings of my childhood when my head was filled with stories of Brambly Hedge
OMG! I had never heard of this before, but bought The Brambly Hedge Poster Book from somebody for the bookstore because it looked neat—and then promptly bought it from the store for my own collection. I needed it because of reasons.
Isak Dinesen, Seven Gothic Tales (via sad-plath)