Nina. Her/she. Ageless. Swede.
I like many things, Buffy, Bellarke, Lockwood and co, books, kdrama and photography among them. Mostly reblogging things, but hopefully there'll be more original content on here in the future.
Thanks for the tags, gals! @carrieeve, @natassakar and @togetherkru.
Omg you have lilacs already, Karolina?! I saw the wood anemone/windflowers (not the ones pictured above) showing themselves the other day, but that's how far our spring has come... And your garden is so green too, Stef.
Natassa - I'm so glad it turned out to be sand (though it must be annoying) because I thought it was forest fires again 😵💫
The temperature is finally turning around at last it seems, and IT'S ABOUT TIME. We are all so sick of the cold over here, and of the rainy/dreary weather too.
Unfortunately, last week's knitting plans didn't work out, but I hope it won't be long until I can try it out. I look forward to creating something with my hands, and it can be a good way to occupy my hands while watching tv shows.
Hoping you're all well, and that you're not too bothered by the pollen this season!
The lilacs are out, which is insane, given that we've got freezing temperatures in the morning. But at least there's more sun and a hope for more during our long weekend next week. So fingers crossed 🤞 😉
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious
Gorgeous pic, Karolina! 😍 Cherry trees are so beautiful. I'm sorry they didn't keep for long though, it would be nice with longer season for them.
I'll be going to a friend's place on Friday for lunch and a little refresher course in how to knit, so yesterday I spent a long time at the local craft shop, mulling over which yarn to buy until I noticed this lovely mixed shade grey one. Aside from scarves I have no idea what else is easy to make for an almost beginner. So, my crafty friends, have you got any suggestions? 🧶
I have one more (the last one) of our cherry tree. It blossomed like crazy last week, then the weather changed, the wind came and blew it all away. And we're back to a semi-normal spring at the moment.
forever in awe of people who pay attention. people who wait for you while you tie your shoes while the others have walked away. when they continue listening intently while the rest of the group stopped listening. noticing your moments of silence when everyone else hasn’t. “this made me think of you” noticing things you never even noticed about yourself. people who say “text me when you get home safe.” people who make you laugh until you cry. childhood friends who keep in touch. people with genuine intentions. people who are soft when the world has given them every opportunity to turn hard. the “let’s get ice cream” at 3am friend. the turn up the music in the car and sing friend. people whose actions match their words. people who make the world feel less chaotic. kindred spirits. the trustworthy and honest. hard workers. good listeners. clear communicators. people who love you for who you are. people who don’t ask you to be anything other than yourself. people who choose you. people who stay.
I can't be the only who really misses The 100. I miss speculating over trailers, I miss the electric buzz in the air whenever a new episode was airing, I miss the characters and watching what kind of chaos they'd be getting themselves into. No other show has given me the kind of buzz that The 100 offered. I keep looking, but it's just not the same.