idk how you watch catws and not pick up on the fact that sam is absolutely a mirror of steve… they even straight up say it in the film.
“I do what he does, just slower”
Me this semester
My kind of lady
Waiting around on this rock we call a planet for an end. End to what? Now that I don’t know.
Come lay with me in a bed of moss. The butterflies will trickle from our mouths as we speak. Rainwater will fill the pits in our stomachs, we can dive into them another time. Our heads will fall from the clouds and land in eachothers laps. We can watch the saplings grow for a while. We’ll go home once my antlers have grown back, that way i wont forget this time.
Not to start any political discourse but I’m REALLY gay 🌿🍄
North Idaho Gothic
-The pines in the forest don’t bend, and they don’t break. No matter how heavy the rain or how strong the wind, they will stand perfectly still. Nobody asks why.
-Do not cut down the trees here. They will be back.
-The sky is blue, not a cloud to be seen. Rain falls. Nobody ever wonders why. Still, the sky is clear, and rain falls.
-Do not swim in Lake Pend Orielle. It will draw you in. Do not touch the water. The things that live in its depths are waiting.
-The towns may seem small, but you will get lost. The streets keep going, on and on, ever narrower. The buildings watch you lose your way, and they smile.
-The dogs don’t bark after nightfall. Ever. They keep their silent vigil until dawn. You wonder why, but the look in their eyes tells you everything.
-Nobody ever comes or goes. If someone does come, they won’t be here for long. They don’t know this land, or its laws. Sooner or later they will break one, and they will be gone.
-The missionaries will be at your door with a smile and you turn them away. They smile, and you turn them away. Something about the smile seems hollow, empty. You never look at their eyes, nobody does. Nobody knows what they will see, and they don’t want to find out.
-There are children’s toys littered around almost every yard, but you never see any children. Every time you look out the window, the toys have moved.
-On every street, all but one streetlamp is dead. No one goes out after nightfall, because they know what is under the dark streetlamps. If you ask them they will deny it, but they know.
-If you see a river stone with a hole in it, don’t touch it. And no matter what, never look through it. When you return home, it won’t be the same as when you left it.
-It’s quiet in the forest, but don’t let that deceive you. They are watching. You know it, because you hear the distant tinkle of windchimes and the chill on the back of your neck.
-Don’t wander. You won’t find your way back. You never will.
Found thousands of tadpoles on my hike, thought tumblr would enjoy bustling tadpoles in these uncertain times.
hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes
Happy #Nudivember!
Sea slugs aren’t your garden-variety slug. They come in a wide array of bright colors and psychedelic patterns. Many have gills that stick up from their backs like clumps of water balloons, shag carpets, or Mohawk hair-dos.
Nudibranchs live in virtually all the world’s oceans, from the tide pools down into the deep sea. Like many other deep-sea animals, the nudibranchs of the deep are poorly studied. Though scientists have named about 3,000 shallow-water nudibranchs, until recently, only three deep-water species were known in the entire Northeast Pacific.
Celebrate this Nudivember by learning more about these fascinating animals: https://www.mbari.org/five-new-nudibranchs/