We Really Be Treating This Planet As If We Have Other Options And Shit

Summer haze

“August of another summer, and once again

I drink the sun

and the lilies are spread across the water”

-Mary Oliver, from Felicity, The Pond

The Two-Headed Calf By Laura Gilpin

Tomorrow when the farm boys find this freak of nature, they will wrap his body in newspaper and carry him to the museum.

But tonight he is alive and in the north field with his mother. It is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. And as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.

Artist: Algirdas Javtokas Title: VXXXXVXV Technique: oil on canvas, texture Size: 12 x 12 in (30 x 30 cm) Year: 2014

“And my dear memories are heavier than rocks.”

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Charles Baudelaire, from “The Swan” Les Fleurs du Mal (David R. Godine, 1985)

Worth reblogging a second time …

(via memoryslandscape)

So I found this caterpillar on my way to class

We’re bros

shirt that says my childhood drags behind me like a dead body

Can we all just take a second and recognize how cool it was of Fred and George to just give Harry the Maurader’s Map?

I swear i lose my mind a few times a year. For months or for seconds, sometimes just days. I can’t say i mind getting happily lost in some ways, isolated and “safe”