I love filling all the tiny little bottles I collect with anything I happen upon. From left to right: small butterfly wing and quartz, chamomile, dried bleeding hearts, gold leaf and rose thorns.
Morfa Conwy, Sir Kyffin Williams. English (1918 - 2006)
Snow melts and flash freezes into an icy downhill river. A bunch of snowbanks in Russia began to melt, then it got cold again quickly, flash-freezing into the icy river you see here.
How to Be Happy, out next year
yeah so um
humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars
the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again