#white leaves

[wiley-treehouse-gardens]

[katacala]

12.13.24 • the most beautiful plant in the world needs some gentle pruning to remove a woody stem, but is otherwise flourishing and enjoying twining with the support I've been weaving 🌿💗🤍

[frame-narrative]

[the-wanderer-returns]

Hello everyone I wanted to share a very interesting variegated rose that grew in my garden. Fully developed branches like this are super rare because white leaves usually wilt really early because they have no protection against the sun.

Also, the leaves appear white becauste they lack chlorophyll, the green pigment and thus cannot photosynthetize on their own. All the nutrients are provided by the rest of the plant.

[heartnosekid]

antlered flutter flies (toxonevra superba) | this_mama_fetz on ig

[thegorgonist]

A cute white rat enjoying the beautiful fall colors of a backyard dogwood tree! After so many cats from me, it was time for a rat! Autumn is drawing to a close but the leaves have been so beautiful, really giving me morale.

Prints

[chloesimaginationthings]

The toy animatronics are the divas of FNAF,,

[teamunee]

context:

[donutfloats]

Late night doodlies with @runningwithscizzorz

[allura-raine]

[mrmousetolliver]

Shore Leave (1995) by Andrew Kennedy

[noahreids]

Red White and Royal Blue | Prime FYC Event, Deadline Studio

[isjasz]

[Day 360]

COUGH I am so (not) sorry this is also roleswapverse. We talked about having a plotline take place in a fancy event at some point (potentially: at Docfather's casino)(which probably is invite only, so Ariana and Pearl Moon as a reporter were invited ;3), and then I blacked out and this appeared on my screen,

Edit: AND Pearl and Ariana brought their partners to the event, I just realized there was missing context HELPEPWP. This is Scar in the drawing, and Pearl and Gem are in another wip!

[professorcalculusstanaccount]

Chang's Muse

[heartnosekid]

through.the.lleaves on ig

[fictionadventurer]

I love libraries.

I'm browsing the WWI shelves (as you do) and notice a very old book about the war. I glance at the first pages that talk about how one day the war will be over and we'll look at this place and not see any signs of the battlefield.

Then it hits me. And I check the publishing date.

This book was printed before the war's end. Not written. Printed. The physical object was created in 1918, while the war in question was raging and the end was as yet uncertain.

Now I'm standing on the other side of the apocalypse, with this physical link to that era in my hands. I'm living proof that the war did end and life did go on and we can all look at the end of the world as a long-ago memory.

Reading old books is cool enough, connecting our minds and hearts through the ideas of people who lived long ago, but there's something extra profound about holding a copy of the book that comes from the time that it was written. It's a physical link between the past and the present connecting me to those long-ago people. A piece of the past come into the future that gives me the chance to almost take the hand of some long-ago reader, to hold something they could have held, connecting not just mentally but physically to their era, a moment of connection across more than a century.

Excuse me while I go weep.