Nixyra - Nyx Posting

Reflect

Once upon a time,

Long Ago. Away.

I met a pretty girl.

I smiled at her and she smiled back

I giggled, you’re cray.

You’re cray - she giggled, chiming with

me.

The wind blew at us

Hair blurring our face. We

smiled at it, together.

We grumbled-just a tiff. I flicked

pebbles at her. She hid,

ducking underwater

I frowned.

10 seconds after, she was

back. Patient. Together.

Said stay as I mouthed-

I lip-read her.

And smiled as she did-

She understood.

Now, she won’t be there.

I look for her

She is gone. Just my face.

It’s not the same.

It’s not pretty.

Crazy

Something about masonry that always gets to me

Cozy House / Hinzstudio ph: Quang Tran

Water tower, Vejbystrand, 1928, turned into a house

Come join

Savannen 13 / Skälsö Arkitekter

Photos © Anna Sundström

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Saffron lily pattern. Etude de la plante. 1903. 

not to be native on main but like, it’s everyone’s responsibility to steward the land they’re on. like you’re required. if you’re in america the people who own the land aren’t around to steward it so pick up the slack. learn how people cultivated and cared for the land you’re on. if you’re an animist there’s really no excuse. man, i get disabilities and stuff (i’m disabled myself) but you gotta do something. get some native grasses and toss em into your yard. mow your grass a little higher. leave a little strip that’s completely untouched so native wildlife can take residence there. cultivate a relationship with the land you’re on, not only for magical reasons (and you WILL get magical benefits) but also because the earth is deserving of love and respect in itself.