So fell this marvellous thing.
Oh to be a farmer in New England… Waking up at the crack of dawn while the city still sleeps. Drinking your hot coffee as you suddenly notice a bunch of unhinged teenagers in white robes running around on your property. Oh how they would tear you apart like only feral animals would the second you try to approach them. Oh to be a farmer in New England :)
celestial dark academia party: a mb series
wild that the brothers stamatin have been swanning around since patho classic showing the most skin out ov all the boys, being shitfaced, hosting orgies, saying shit like “hey steppe man shall we do some muscle flexing?” and “never allow yourself any time to think…thats how you get to heaven”
…and daniil who i could snap in half like a stick and will never shut up about the superiority ov his intelligence and reasoning is the guy that i see pegged as a himbo more often than not :/
To be honest I am minutes away from liveblogging my TSH reread
“What could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves?” -The Secret History
YAY, I finished my thyrsus!
This is the first magical tool I’ve made from scratch! Technically a thyrsus is supposed to be made from a fennel stalk, but pine is the best I’ve got. I asked the pine tree out back for a branch and quickly found this one in a pile of twigs. I chopped off the ends, stripped the bark, sanded it down, and wired the pinecone on. Once Quarantine is over I want to get some fake ivy to wind around it and maybe a green ribbon to compliment the purple ones.
I’m sort of treating Beltane as a belated Anthesteria. I suppose it would make more sense for me to celebrate Anthesteria now, when the flowers begin to bloom in the garden.
Otter Bacchanal in Singapore.