We need to go back to using sailing ships full time like immediately. Yes it would take longer to get places but the Aesthetic is unmatched
Like there is nothing sexier hthan this
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We need to go back to using sailing ships full time like immediately. Yes it would take longer to get places but the Aesthetic is unmatched
Like there is nothing sexier hthan this
A red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) defends its meal in Howard County, Iowa, USA
by Larry Reis
We’ve waited a year to reblog this. Happy Bread Anniversary!
Because it’s important to celebrate the little victories in life.
A grave statue in the Southwest Cemetery (Suedwestkirchhof) in Stahnsdorf, Germany, the cemetery in a secluded forest contains the graves of famous painters, authors, entrepreneurs and the elite of Berlin.
dpa picture alliance / Alamy Stock Photo
I published a prayer!!!
This is a prayer for trans Jews to recite at momentous moments of their transition; such as starting their first dose of hormones, or before a surgery, or before a name change; or whenever they feel like asking Hashem for extra strength and protection.
I hope this prayer serves you all well :)
2. “Come now my child.”
*bluey the album starts playing*
3. “Oh I am so sorry. You’ve been mildly inconvenienced. How dare I truly”
4. “It is she! Her Majesty, Queen of the Sludge, Keeper of Goo, DJ Baby P (In the House) Dropper of Beats and Clapper of Hands”
5. He is in charge of bathtime and he lifted the ghoul tonight while singing “come with me and you’ll be in a world of baby sanitation” and I laughed so hard I snorted pasta
6. Okay this is more one that he said to me about the toddler but he was home with her while I was at work and I just got this text
7.
“Happy Independence Day Sweetie! Nationalism is a cancer!”
8. This is another one he said to me about her but still it made me laugh so hard I nearly choked
if you don't do anything else today,
Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.
have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.
and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.
black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.
if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.
white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.
amboy ghost town📍mojave desert, california
We’ve waited a year to reblog this. Happy Bread Anniversary!
Because it’s important to celebrate the little victories in life.
Loki: Allegory for the Misunderstood
Revisiting an older piece, relating to the misunderstood part.
12 years ago today, we got one of the most hilarious shots in the whole show as Crowley made a homophobe kiss him in his first on-screen appearance!
You don’t need to specify that a pirate is feral – pirates are feral by definition. If it’s domesticated it’s a privateer.
"Darling, are you still available tomorrow for my appointment with Doctor Albertson?" The woman asked, folding the sheets that had just come from the dryer. "Hard to believe our next little bundle is coming due so soon..." she added.
“Hm?” Balthazar has a quilt in his hands, frowning at a fraying line of stitches. “Am I— oh, oh, yes,” he looks up from the area that will need repair.
“Of course I’m available, darling! I wouldn’t miss it for the world, you know that!” Smile bright, he ambles over to gently rub the curve of Wynter’s belly, feeling for the vibrant energy of their newest child with a loving brush of grace.