decemberistsarthistory:

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, In Bed: The Kiss (1892) / The Decemberists, Here I Dreamt I was an Architect (2002)

genderoftheday:

Today’s Gender of the Day is: A Being of Pure Energy

that relatable feeling when

windowedxp:

you are a kind and benevolent god radiating beauty and light

(via shewaschurningbutter)

summer-c:

summer-c
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]
redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]

redformans:

Stevie Nicks singing Rhiannon live in 1976 [x]

(via you-belong-among-wildflowers)

lyshaeskro:

bronsonsnelling:

Found an undeveloped roll of film from earlier this year. My intentions with the roll were to only shoot and practice multiple exposures. The majority of the shots came out terribly. As I flipped through the prints this one appeared and I was pretty satisfied. Going to have to start shooting more film. 

How gorgeous.

(via longtime-traveller)

astrodidact:

This Tree Is Growing 40 Different Kinds Of Fruit At Once

This single (and quite colorfully blossoming) tree grows 40 different varieties of peaches, plums, apricots, nectarines, cherries, and even almonds — but just how does it do it?

It does it through the process of chip grafting. After sculptor Sam Van Aken bought a failing orchard in upstate New York full of hundreds of different fruit trees, he began the pain-staking process of grafting several of the different varieties together into one tree. Six years later, the result is this 40-fruit bearing tree, which includes some heirloom varieties that are centuries old.

Image: Sam Van Aken

http://io9.com/this-tree-is-growing-40-different-kinds-of-fruit-at-onc-1608917128

(via mata-matahari)

in which i consider for the umpteenth time if nelson is a real cat or an actual muppet. 

“Heathcliff, it’s me, Cathy; come home, I’m so cold. Let me in your window.”
— Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)