#crocuses-and-frogs

[gayarograce]

Happy aroversary. I think this is the creature from the game you like. My question for you is, now that you know you are aromantic, are there any memories you have of pre-aromantic-identifying times that indicated you were aromantic?

[Image description: A drawing of the knight from Hollow Knight. Its cloak has been colored with the colors of the aromantic pride flag. Attached to its back is an aromantic flag. Below it is text which reads, "Happy Aroversary". End ID]

Yooo, this is co cool! Thank you for the drawing, I appreciate it!!

Anyway, as for your question:

I can definitely remember some times that, in hindsight, were probably some major green-white-and-black flags that I was aro.

I didn't date anyone in high school. Hell, I didn't even try to date anyone. No one in my high school (with one exception I'll talk about later) was really interesting enough for me to even consider being in a relationship with them. My excuse (mostly to myself--i was never personally questioned about my perpetual single status to my recollection) was that the majority of relationships formed in high school don't last, so why even bother?

Another sign I'm aro in hindsight is that on the extremely rare occasions I would picture myself trying a relationship with anyone, there were basically no romantic elements in my imagined relationship. I basically imagined my hypothetical relationships as friends who live together and sometimes have sex. I feel I should add that, although I'm not actively looking for a relationship right now, I am open to maybe eventually getting into an aro4aro qpr with someone at some point down the line, which, in my head, would look similar to the relationship I just described. I guess that just must be my ideal relationship lol.

I don't know if this is an aro thing or not because I don't think I've ever seen anyone talk about this (so it could just be a me problem), but all throughout high school, I could never tell when two of my friends were dating each other. Actually, I couldn't tell when any two people were dating unless I was either told or I walked by them PDA-ing in the hallway. If I wasn't told by someone, "A and B are dating," usually just assumed they were friends. I can remember a time when two of my friends dated each other for a little bit, while I was actively friends with them. I didn't know and didn't find out until they mentioned it off hand months after they broke up and went back to being friends! They were surprised when I told them that was news to me!

Right, I think that's all the stories I can think of for now. Maybe if I think of more I'll add them on later.

(Also I hope you don't mind I tried to improve on your image description by adding a little more context.)

[specialagentartemis]

Citizen Science and Contributing To Scientific Endeavor When You're Not "A Scientist"

Comments on some of my posts about science and misinformation express frustration with scientific establishments, and want to see more accessibility and attention given to amateurs participating in the scientific process and having their scientific voices heard.

If being involved in the creation of knowledge and discovery is something important to you, that's something I strongly encourage! It's absolutely possible. Amateur researchers with a passion and an eye for detail have made some fantastic discoveries - but what is often glossed over in stories like these are the years of work, the patient dedication, and the collaboration with university researchers that often underlie such discoveries.

The search for truth and information and the passion for science is present in a lot of people who aren't official "scientists" - curiosity is natural! And if participation in scientific observation, hypothesizing, experimentation, and discovering new things about the world is important to you, there are lots of ways to go about contributing - and the new year is a great time to start.

What are you interested in?

Ecology

Observing the world around you is for everybody. Getting invested in the environment of your hometown is for everybody. And, as the Mythbusters famously said,

Some ideas for a local ecology project:

Record the temperature outside every day at the same time - at sunrise, or noon, or sunset, or midnight. Depending on where you are, the local weather recording station may be miles away or on top of a mountain - measure the temperature yourself and compare it each day to what your app says. When is it accurate? When isn't it?

Record the weather every day. How much precipitation? What time of day? What kind?

Record what animals you see every day, where, when, and how many. Or choose a specific animal, like birds, or bees on flowers, or turtles or frogs in a local pond, or whiptail lizards vs. invasive house geckos, and record the numbers you see each day.

Record when in the year you see the first, or last, of a plant or animal. When the crocuses sprout, when the buds appear on the maple trees, when you see the first clover flowers or prickly pear flowers, when the first robin comes out or the first lizards come out of hibernation.

If you have an outdoor cat or a free-roaming dog, attach a GoPro or similar small camera to its collar to see where it goes and what it does.

Identify the plants growing in your neighborhood, and check in on it regularly to keep track of how each one fares in different weather conditions, or if any animals particularly like or don't like to eat it.

Bulk order some test strips, then take a small sample of soil from a local park or water from a local waterway each weekend and test them for PH, lead, chemicals, or whatever. See if it changes over the year, or after a heavy rainfall, or during drought.

Take a photo of the same spot every day for a year.

Linguistics

The study of how people use language! Everybody uses language in some capacity.

Do you have any small children near you? Talk to them! Record how they pronounce things and what they call new (or even familiar) concepts. Look for patterns.

Ask people you know if "dog" and "blog" rhyme, or if "Alohop" is a good pun for a pineapple beer. My family gets ENDLESS amounts of mileage out of this one with each other. Ask people you know questions about how they pronounce things, or what they call things. Make maps of dialectical differences between generations, neighborhoods, etc. Track linguistic shifts in the modern world.

History

Everyone and everywhere has a history, and accurate history is pressingly relevant always.

See if you have a local historical society, library archive, or history museum that is looking for volunteers to transcribe or translate collections.

Get elbow-deep in local archives. You likely have some sort of local archive near you that has not been fully digitized. Go in with a topic you want to learn about - Black families, Jewish communities, how your hometown transferred from Indigenous hands to settler ones, women who owned their own businesses, immigration, inter-racial relationships, sports, ice harvesting, farming practices, contemporary opinions on a major world history event that now seems so inevitable, sports and people's reactions to sports - and read everything in newspapers, wills, deeds, photographs, or other available records about your topic of choice. See if you can find connections that you haven't seen anyone else talking about.

These are just some things that occur to me immediately as something that anyone can do, if you're sufficiently interested in a question and want to discover more about it. The more local your topic, the less likely anyone has a solid answer to whatever you're wondering - and the more immediately relevant to the people around you your discoveries may be!

Combining it with a New Year's Resolution can also get you more motivated to do the things you want to do. Is your resolution to get more exercise? Take a brisk walk each morning and take a picture of the same area every day for a year. Take a walk every weekend down to the lake and count the turtles and frogs you see. Is your resolution to keep a daily diary For Real This Time? If nothing else, resolve to write down the weather and precipitation each day! Do you want to volunteer more or meet new people? Look for citizen science or local history groups! Feeling like you're working toward something Real is a great motivator.

Henry David Thoreau's detailed descriptions of the nature each day around Walden Pond in the 1840s provides a valuable benchmark for modern ecologists to compare environmental and climatic changes since then on a granular level. Silly rhyming poems and idiosyncratic spellings in letters and diaries help linguists track dialectical and pronunciation changes across time. Amateur science is great and valuable! We all can have a part in understanding and paying deeper attention to the world around us, if we want to.

[fieldofdaisiies]

elain x lucien | warnings: none | masterlist | ao3

Waking up with Elain in his arms has become a habit he never wants to not have in his life anymore. It is the perfect start into the day. 

A day full of woodchopping with Jurian. He promised to help, but he obviously can’t say no now, even if all he wants to do is stay here, in bed, with Elain in his arms.

A week has passed since she has brought him to tears with her words. A week where he has only fallen more and more in love with her.

So it would be an understatement to say that it pains him that he has to leave the cosy and slightly toasty comfort of their bed. It technically is his bed, but telling by how much she loves to be in it, Lucien deems it right to call it their bed.

If he could, he would freeze time right at this moment. Everything feels so right and good, and he doesn’t want a single thing to change. He just wants to be here, with her in his arms. His heart is at ease and feels full of life and love. There are things that are on his mind —Helion and Koschei— but when she is with him his mind can rest and he can allow himself to forget about all his worries. His fears. Fears of rejection and pain. When he is with Elain, he feels seen, loved, validated. He feels good.

Eventually, however, he pulls himself up, leaving the warmth of the bed and Elain— of course, not before kissing the side of her head. Elain grumbles some incomprehensible words, her voice groggy with sleep and buries her face in the crook of her elbow before falling right back asleep.

Lucien has to chuckle, his hand brushing down her waist before pulling the blanket up to her shoulder. "I‘ll be back soon."

The air outside is still crisp, but the scent of winter has been replaced by those of dewy grass, damp earth and a hint of sweetness coming from the early wildflowers — crocuses as Elain explained to him.

The light of the early morning sun filters through the canopy of trees above their heads, bathing the forest in a soft, yellow-greenish hue. Lucien knows Elain would love it here right now and the sole thought of her makes him smile, he just can’t avoid it.

His axe hoisted over his shoulder, Jurian glances at his friend as they reach the clearing where the big trunk of wood is waiting for the smaller chunks to be cut. The former general catches sight of the smile on Lucien’s face and grins. "I think I have never seen you this happy before, Vanserra."

Lucien’s brow lifts in silent surprise at how observant his friend is. He opens his mouth to answer, but Jurian beats him to it. "I‘m glad things are finally going in the right direction between the two of you. She is good for you."

"Thank you," Lucien answers, honestly surprised over his friend’s kind words, and a sheepish smile blooms on his lips.

"And you are good for her. I can see how much she has flourished since coming here and being with you. She was like a flower withering in winter, and now she is a ray of sunshine."

continue on ao3

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[outofangband]

Spring Headcanons for the Elves of First Age Beleriand

Autumn headcanons

Winter headcanons

Obviously I couldn’t go through each group or culture so please feel free to send one and I’ll tell my ideas for them! I’m going to do humans next. Feel free to request for outside of Beleriand too!

For elves the season of stirring (Echuir in Sindarin) begins the equivalent of February First and ends March 27th. Yestarë or Iestor is the first day of the year, approximately March 28th on the Gregorian calendar. Echuir (Sindarin) or stirring corresponds to February first to 27th March on the Gregorian calendar and ethuil or spring began on March 29th and ended May 21st.

Stirring and Spring are seasons of awakening. The frost melts, the rain replaces the snow, and the grounds become green once more. The elves become reacquainted with the earth.

(Note: I do think some elves hibernate but that’s a different post)

Note: I used a more canon climate for Beleriand and other lands here but I'm always happy to make environmental or other world building posts for locations based on other places including specific real ones like I did for the Havens of Sirion! I did talk about non temperate climates a little here and I did more on the winter posts

The Northern Sindar (in Mithrim and elsewhere in Hithlum as well as parts of Nevrast) mark the beginning of spring by the return of leaves to trees and through watching the migration of certain communities of birds back to their homes. Bird houses are built by some, constructed of natural materials like bark and woven grasses. Children often collect feathers left behind. The Northern Sindar also gather may apples, wild strawberries and rhubarb which are favorite spring edible flora. These are often used for cool drinks, the strawberries used to sweeten.

Seasonal changes in Doriath are mostly mild though there are regions that experience more extreme differences throughout the year. While snow rarely falls due to the Girdle, the winter months are still colder. Spring in Doriath brings a forest floor carpeted in new flora; crocuses, snowdrops, bluebells, wild tulips, primrose and more early spring flowers. Lighter materials are often worn in celebration of milder weather. Traditional outfits for spring use fabric created from nettle fibers, a custom shared with the Sindar outside Doriath as well as certain Avarin groups.

In Himring, stirring and then spring represent a slow release of the extreme cold and snowy conditions of the local winters. Visibility becomes clearer as the lands themselves are uncovered. Scouting groups, though in operation all year round, are sent out more often and for longer periods as travel and communication become easier. Trade also increases and rations become more generous. The gardens in Himring (post here) are started as soon as the ground is soft enough to allow for it.

Outside of this climate, the beginning of spring might indicate a rainy season as it does in some regions East of the Ered Luin. Some of the Silvan who live there gather water and collect rain for when the overflowing rivers become too dangerous to use reliably. Shelters are fortified with a variety of materials before the beginning of rainy season and in some locations settlements move temporarily to higher ground

Amphibians returning to activity occurs throughout Beleriand in early spring. Elven children (and human children of course!) often enjoy staying up to here the first choruses of frogs, searching for eggs and watching tadpoles. Many adults too find joy in this new continuing of life. In Nargothrond for example, there is a tradition to follow short migrations of salamanders as they reach the ponds they will lay eggs in.

(I worry this one isn’t as good as my previous ones, I hope it’s ok! Please feel free to give requests)

[ennaku-sirri-da]

I’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams,

I’m as giddy as a baby on a swing.

I haven’t seen a crocus or a rosebud

Or a robin on the wing,

But I feel so gay—in a melancholy way—

That it might as well be spring…

It might as well be spring.

[ ID: Traditional art that has been colored and edited digitally, featuring Kamal Bora and Dr.Habit from Smile For Me the game.

In the artists interpretation Kamal as a kid is much shorter than Habit. He has short straight hair. He wears a oversized dark purple sweater. Then he has a frilly red skirt which sparkles. Ending with light blue socks and pink crocs. Blue-magneta headphones are worn.

Here Habit is a really tall kid. He has a muppet-like appearance with yellow-greenish fur, very long rose-pink curly hair, pink blushing cheek patches with three freckles, ears stuffed with cotton fluff , deep red nails. His eyes are orange, circled below by red ruffles and have some pale purple eyeshadow. He wears a teal buttoned shirt with wavy darker pants that have yet darker stripes on them. Basically it's Kamal’s outfit from the game. His feet are bare.

We are viewing them from above. Kamal is braiding lillies of various colors and shapes- multicolored, freckled, painted- into Habit's huge hair, now he's at the end of it. He sits with folded legs. Besides Habit's ear lies a Tooth Lily. Habit lays his head back, supported by hands on the ground, and looks at the viewer with a devilish smile-a glint in his eye, one blue snaggletooth showing. His feet are thrown about casually. Between them lies a half-open book titled 'Science Of Constipation' in loud colors and fonts. It shows a page titled 'Importance of taking a dump by Bob Smith' that has been absolutely vandalized by Habit. Bob Smith's photo now sports a hat, devil horns and a mustache. ' Preface' has been struck out and replaced with 'Peeface'. Skull, flowers, star, eyes, and a silly emote with its tongue out have been doodled with a red sketch which lies nearby.

Nature surrounds them. Most of it is springtime flowers that can be found in Boston, USA. Daffodils, crocuses, peonies, roses, azaleas, pansies, tulips, black-eyed susans, trailing arbutus. Among this lush greenery- snails, ladybugs can be seen underneath while dragonflies, butterflies, bees fly above. Some young black sheep graze. One looks ahead, with a white heart-marking on its head. Beside Habit's left leg is a large light orange-brown rabbit, curled up and sleeping. Somewhere among the flowers are two small white red-eyed rabbits nuzzling.

To the far right swaying bushes of cattail grow. Beside them is a clear stream running, host to a male and female mallard duck leading their ducklings, bladderworts, white waterlilies with their pads. Among these waterlilies, a brown frog and tadpoles in various stages of life can be spotted. One duckling catches a tadpole in its beak. To the very front are Habit and Kamal's paper boats engaged in a race-- Kamal appears to be winning. One is pink and crumply, heavily decorated, a submerged tag attached to it reads ' B.H'. The other is neat and streamlined with a little teal flagpole announcing it as 'KB'.

The first version of the drawing is overlaid with a very warm orange filter, the second is unedited. End ID]

Talk below the cut!

PLEASE LOOK AT THIS I WORKED ON IT FOR MONTHS NO JOKE THIS IS MY CHILD WHOM I WAS PREGNANT WITH AND NOW I HAVE PAINSTAKINGLY BIRTHED AND CLEANED HIM FOR ALL OF TUMBLR TO SEE

[ Plain text: Please look at this I worked on it for months no joke this is my child whom I was pregnant with and now I have painstakingly birthed and cleaned him for all of tumblr to see]

🥸[ Glasses-and-moustache silly disguise emoji ]

aNYWAY this is part of a series of drawings where Habit and Kamal are just playing as kids really LOL

I listened to Vashti Bunyan's 'Just Another Diamond Day' album a LOT while coloring and drawing this HAHA also some vintage springtime songs! They were so lovely!!!

This also taught me a lesson to plan out my drawings more I guess but also WITNESS THIS BEAUTIFUL CHAOS AND MAY YOUR HEART BE OPENED TO ALL THE JOYOUS POSSIBILITIES MY FRIEND

[ Plain text: Witness this beautiful chaos and may your heart be opened to all the joyous possibilities my friend]

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A stranger would not have noticed the change, but Molly could see that the withered earth was brightening with a greenness as shy as smoke. Squat, snaggly trees that had never yet bloomed were putting forth flowers in the wary way an army sends out scouts; long-dry streams were beginning to rustle in their beds, and small creatures were calling to one another. Smells slipped by in ribbons: pale grass and black mud, honey and walnuts, mint and hay and rotting applewood; and even the afternoon sunlight had a tender, sneezy scent that Molly would have known anywhere. She rode beside Schmendrick, watching the gentle advent of the spring and thinking of how it had come to her, late but lasting.

"Unicorns have passed here," she whispered to the magician. "Is that the cause, or is it Haggard's fall and the Red Bull's going? What is it, what is happening?"

"Everything," he answered her, "everything, all at once. It is not one springtime, but fifty; and not one or two great terrors flown away, but a thousand small shadows lifted from the land.

Wait and see."

-- From The Last Unicorn by Peter Beagle

:-) [ smile emote ]

[wuxiaphoenix]

Thoughts on A Winter Sky

Some days the sky is so clear and blue and sparsely tufted with white, you could reach up with chilled fingers and rake down ice crystals. Some days, you just know it’s cold.

I’m open to debate whether a dry cold or damp cold is worse. On the one hand, when it’s damp and gray and otherwise shadowed with overcast, you at least feel like it ought to be that miserable. On the other hand on the clear, cold days it’s almost warm enough in the sun... until the wind blows. Then you’re icicle-knifed to the bone. It feels distinctly not fair.

I know there are people who love winter. I have no idea why. Though I have been known to indulge in the occasional, “Isn’t this great? No mosquitoes!”

I prefer spring, even with the thunderstorms. Maybe even especially with thunderstorms. Snow and ice can be handled with plows and salt. Usually. But for pure “yep, staying home and reading”, nothing beats a tree-dropping, thunder-cracking, tornado-spawning spring storm. Anything that comes down probably would have come down sooner or later. And odds are you needed the rain. The tulips and crocuses appreciate it. I live too far south for those without refrigerating bulb shenanigans, but roses and azaleas like it too. To say nothing of the frogs. So. Many. Frogs.

(And oak pollen. Argh.)

Summer’s nothing to sneeze at either, though it’s more of a lizard time than frogs. Anoles, brown and green; skinks, glass lizards appearing on night walks. Snakes, too, become more visible; especially if it’s been a good frog or lizard year. Garter snakes come in a stunning variety of colors and patterns, sometimes all from the same live-born litter. All harmless, unless you’re a smaller herp. I find them a reassurance that the local ecosystem is ticking on. And they’re nice quiet neighbors. Not something you can say about squirrels. Or jays. Or woodpeckers.

I can only imagine the look on the first woodpecker’s face to encounter a metal roofpipe, and realize that his drumming to attract females would be so much louder. It’s the woodpecker bling equivalent of showing up to the date in a limo and an Armani suit. They love it. Very loudly.

Fortunately, by autumn, most of those hijinks have tapered off. Though autumn brings more rain, meaning the frogs are at it again. Or an entirely different set are. Hard to tell through the cacophony of at least four different species all trying to announce themselves as Most Eligible Frog in the pond.

But eventually it gets too cold even for the leopard frogs to court, and the honking of geese migrating from pond to pond (yet never quite leaving) rings through the twilight. Which has turned from hazy to crisp clear yellows and oranges, because Arctic air is here again....

And the ice-clouds streak the sky, like cotton fluff pulled too thin to hold warmth.

Yeah, it’s cold down here. Brrr.

(Originally written January, been a bit since I could actively post...)

[jjspina]

Spring has finally sprung!

The weather is getting better here in New England. The crocuses and daffodils are out, temps are climbing and the peepers are peeping in our backyard pond. For those who do not what peepers are, they are frogs who are looking for a mate to procreate. They make the sound of peep constantly and there are many of them peeping at the same time. It is mind boggling and can drive you crazy with the…

[bucket-of-mold]

Its my first year of college, and therefore my first year away from home for more than a few weeks. I haven't felt very homesick since I left, until recently. While I do miss my family and my house and my old friends, its not to the extent I would call homesickness. However, lately I've realized some things I've taken for granted after living in the woods for my whole life. Now that the seasons are starting to shift and the first signs of spring are appearing, I'm realizing that I can't see and hear the signs I'm used to experiencing. I can only hear the frogs calling in a certain part of campus, and even then its faint. There is only a small patch of crocuses, and I have yet to see any daffodils. My school isn't in an urban area, but its not a very forested area either, and I'm feeling rather homesick for the woods right now.

[gayarograce]

Ok. I know for a fact that prev is colorblind cause they've mentioned it on a few posts. 2 feels too specific to be a lie so I'm guessing 1 is the lie; you've never had a pet snake.

My turn:

In middle school, I fractured my wrist by running into a wall.

I have an irrational fear of plant roots. Also potato eyes.

I was born in Toronto, and my family moved to the US before I turned a year old.

Also, current favorite song:

Tagging @crocuses-and-frogs @weird-potato-chip and anyone else who wants to join :)

NEW TAG GAME!

if you're tagged, reblog with two truths and a lie, guess what prev's lie is and reblog with your current favourite song!

i'll go first:

I play netball

I failed math once

I have cheated on a test

yes its the fyolai song i know

@mike-queerler @elsbianism @cultofsheep @yakkos-warners @your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag @red-in-revenge @aroacesigma @the-beard-of-edward-teach @runninguplenorahills @silversoulstardust @lookingforgalaxies <3

[gayarograce]

For the ask game, 5 and 25?

Thanks for the ask!

5. What made you start your blog?

I started this blog as another way for me to interact with the online aro community. I joined a lot of the aro subteddits a few weeks prior but wasn't super happy with the frequency of posts; I wanted more! I think also part of the issue is I basically never post or comment on reddit, which meant I wasn't really interacting with the community so much as I was observing them. And so, I eventually decided to try tumblr.

25. Favorite season and why?

Hmm, I guess fall, although sometimes fall can be pretty cold and wet and miserable. I've had it hail on Halloween before, which is not fun, as most Halloween costumes don't give you much in the way of protection from hail. It's also not uncommon for there to be a thin layer of snow on the ground by Halloween. However, I still like fall because the deciduous trees are very pretty throughout the season. Also it's apple season and I really like apples lol. Apple cider is so good this time of year!

[ettawritesnstudies]

The croak-uses are blooming :)

[wildsummerrose]

Midwestern early spring and late winter.

[gayarograce]

Ooh, I don't think I've ever done any of these before!

The last time I listened to music was turning on a playlist for my drive home from work last night. Last song that played was I'm Not Okay (I Promise) by MCR.

I don't usually binge shows, which is what I assume most people mean when they talk about watching shows. However, I do regularly watch taskmaster once a week when they release an episode on YouTube for viewers outside the uk or Ireland to watch like a year or so after the original air date.

I'm not currently reading anything. I recently bought The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult, so I've been meaning to read that, I just haven't started yet. The last book I read that wasn't for school was Loveless by Alice Oseman back in January.

My current obsession is still Hollow Knight. If anyone reading this likes metroidvanias or wants to try them literally what are you waiting for? Go buy it its only $15, usually way less if there's a steam sale going on.

I'll go ahead and tag @weird-potato-chip @incompetentmedic and @crocuses-and-frogs, if yall want :) Also anyone else who wants to jump on, feel free.

haiiiii!!!!! making my own post cuz the original is long as fawk tagged by @4740 :-3

last song listened to: please please please let me get what i want (the deftones cover )

currently watching: i’m not watching any tv atm but i’ve been watching birdbox for the past 4 days…. its only taking so long cuz i keep pausing when i get scared

currently reading: my year of rest and relaxation

current obsession: still in the MCR trenches

tagging: @karlavhh @michaelmandog @catalinaes @pikslasrce @carrieway ^_^

[kawaiigrimoire]

🌷🐸Ostara🐰🌿

I love this time of year! Spring is one of my favorite seasons. Life if returning to the earth and my birthday is a few days after the equinox. Here’s how I’m celebrating this extra special time of year🌱🥚

Colors🌈

All pastel colors! I like to emphasize yellow for daffodils, blue and green for new life, and pink for the other spring flowers

Altar decorations🐰

🐣Animal figurines/stuffed animals lambs, chicks, deer, frog, and bunnies are great choices for this time of year. You can even make clay figurines of the animals you see around you.

🥚 painted or plastic eggs

💐Flowers/Plants/Seeds/Sprouts

🌷A vision board/representations of things you wish to get done

☀️Solar symbols

Spell themes🐸

🌱 Renewal

💫Cycles

🌳Balance

🍃Getting rid of negative thoughts, cycles and patterns

Plants 🌱

🌼Daffodils (my favorite)

🌷Tulips

🌱Crocuses

🌺Hyacinth

🌿Thyme

💜Lavender

🌳Rododendron

🌸Hellebore

Food 🥘

🍳 Eggs

🥛 Milk

🥐Baked goods

🥖Bread

🍵Peas

🥕Carrots

🍋Lemons

🥦Any in season vegetables where you live

Ways to celebrate 💐

🎨Paint eggs with friends

🌳Go for a walk, taking notice of the new spring plants and animals

🌅Wake up at sunrise and hear the birds chirping

🍰Bake and cook while putting your intentions into the food

🌱Start your garden by filling an eggshell with dirt and planting the seed in the eggshell. Say your intention while planting so it manifests as the seed grows

🖌Make Ostara themed art, doodles, and crafts

🧺Have a picnic or tea party

🎵Sing, dance, and make music

I hope everyone has a wonderful Ostara and let me know if you try any of these🐣

[plushyteeths]

gender envy but it gets randomly concerning gonna be updated occasionally !!

   + ravens    + it’s the end of the world as we know it by r.e.m.    + the snail bomb from half dead 3    + the creatures from gtfo    + black cats with solid white eyes    + mothman    + forget-me-nots    + facial scars & piercings    + stick n poke tattoos    + early 2000s band rubber bracelets    + gloomy bear    + the russian sleep experiment     + the vibes of a city after dark    + pitbulls    + anthrax [the disease , not the band]    + pink & green plushys    + bags covered in pins & keychains & patches    + weird really specific vintage pins/graphic tees/etc    + dermestid beetles     + turkey vultures     + banshees    + teeth    + wet specimen hearts    + bible accurate angels    + kandi accessories    + “i am made of memories” from the song of achilles    + like , the entirety of cemetery boys    + crona from soul eater    + get cool by stray kids    + also god’s menu by stray kids    + also also back door by stray kids     + guts    + hanahaki disease     + the bandsintown logo    + samsara room    + endermen     + cherries    + lord death from soul eater    + dr stein from soul eater    + grell from black butler    + undertaker from black butler    + the word boom    + infections    + ankou    + the like ,,, apple spice candle scent    + the word swarm    + “history , huh ?” from red , white , & royal blue    + baz grimm-pitch    + full body stims    + magpies    + the black dahlia [esp the mouth cuts]    + semi-sweet chocolate chips    + scott pilgrim vs the world ruined a whole generation of women by negative xp    + rosaries & straight razors     + existential crises     + the word queue     + frog skeletons     + dandelions    + crocuses     + the moon from soul eater    + the word hollyhock    + scourge from warrior cats    + the horseman of pestilence     + bloody noses    + oogie boogie & boogie’s boys from the nightmare before christmas    + the scary teddy from the nightmare before christmas    + spraypaint    + steel-toe docs    + sour candies    + scars on your knees from skinning them alot    + buttercups    + smoking     + the word heretic    + shane madej’s vibes    + there is no game : wrong dimension    + my oversize walking dead tshirt    + izze blackberry soda    + plushtrap from fnaf4    + this one bunny plushy i have with really long limbs    + toothfaeries    + swamp creatures    + birds that look like they know everything and then some    + red lights by stray kids     + the pretender by foo fighters    + beat up old notebooks crammed with sketches    + collarbone piercings    + the blood eagle [i suggest not googling this]    + ballora’s voice    + the bonnie song    + the word skitter    + coils of wire    + wooden boxes filled with little random trinkets n things    + necrosis of the flesh [another thing i suggest not googling]    + basement gerard    + picking up nightcrawlers and having a religious moment    + lilypads     + alternates from the mandela catalogue     + the heaven’s gate away team patches    + polaris & yildun from star crossed lovers    + aaron from dear , door    + my kitten’s 3am zoomies    + venus flytrap genderbend art    + corpse flowers    + tons of rings    + hands covered in plasters    + creepy plushys    + button eyes    + the other wybie from coraline & regular wybie too    + beetles ,,, just as a concept ,,, beetles    + femboys ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,    + hipbone piercings    + beppi the clown from cuphead     + many many many eyes    + balljoint dolls    + haunted toys

[larkspurflesh]

07/03/22

the time has dragged on since the very first day of it all. that movement seems almost entirely faded in the attic, collecting dust put down to no more than an old music box with faded pictures stuffed inside of its wooden frame. and yet the melody lingers, always lingers. now i have found myself standing on the threshold of some forest, damp fog pushing downward from the canopy as if to serve as a solemn forewarning of what lies ahead. what lies within wood. ive been edging slowly toward this precipice for over four years, and finally there is no way out but in. the whispers seem to come from above the fog, even the camphor trees themselves. and i follow the sound, unable to fathom its meaning. what would i do without a ceiling? without a tangible and solid end in sight, how would i ever feel guarded? but then, i have loved the moon and her stars and the breeze that cuts through the new england air and the white and purple crocuses that sprout so jovially and without care, the Queen Anne’s lace that stretches through that meadow in beverly, the raspberry bushes on the farm up in maine and the frogs that swam through the clay bed of the brook. i have seen so much of this earth and have loved it all. and i have felt so much of the world and despaired and grieved such immense pain and guilt. so the fog that caresses my face feels gentler now, a mist of promising green and shaded sunlight. the moss beneath my feet feels like a plush and luxurious carpet. the whispers that come will never stop coming, but the earth doesn’t stop growing and the birds will never stop singing and the heart in me will never stop the nagging sensation of my consciousness screaming “run”