Swam across this. (at Three Creeks Lake Sisters Oregon)
So nice when they make it easy for you.
Sometimes I look at the decades-old trees in the Garden and wonder what stories they would tell if they could. Mei Linn Chan takes this sort of sentiment literally with her gorgeous Leaf Type. With leaves like this, branches would become words and sentences and would give voice to the trees.
I love how she highlights the symmetry and asymmetry of her diverse choice of leaves by keeping only their veins to support her letters and numbers. And there are so many different shades of green! —HG
why couldn’t i be born with an older brother who is my best friend and has hot friends that flirt with me and drives me places like mcdonalds when im sad and punches rude boys in the face for me.
My brother once…
I have a younger brother and I used to sit on his chest and scratch him with my stubbly legs.
If you were an essential oil, what would you be?
I think I`m going with rosemary.
It’s like a house covered in fairytale dragon scales.
Magical lands of magical magic via tileblr -ts
I hope none of you were planning on eating any fresh salmon from the Fraser River any time soon…
Uff. So fucked.
Potion making. #nocino #witchlife (at Burnaby St. House)
Like the Exxon Valdez, Mount Polley will be synonymous with one of the most disastrous environmental events in British Columbia. The frightening fact is both environmental disasters could have been prevented if there was vigorous government oversight by an effectively resourced agency bound by robust legislative and regulatory environmental safeguards. What we have now in BC and Canada, as a consequence of weak environmental review procedures and the federal omnibus bills C-38 and C-45, are repugnant and reprehensible processes of rubber-stamp approvals that shamelessly pander to industry and tragically at the great expense of environmental devastation.
Last night’s foraging under the cover of darkness: green walnuts from city trees to make #nocino.