#flor de mayo

[thebotanicalarcade]

n175_w1150 by Biodiversity Heritage Library Via Flickr: Lindenia :. Brussels :L. Linden,1891-[1897?]. biodiversitylibrary.org/page/36336217

#Orchidaceae #Periodicals #Pictorial works #Missouri Botanical Garden #Peter H. Raven Library #bhl:page=36336217 #dc:identifier=http://biodiversitylibrary.org/page/36336217 #flickr #cattleya trianae #Christmas orchid #Flor de Mayo #may flower #orchid #orchids #botanical illustration #scientific illustration

[alertachiapas]

Más de 5 mil flores se usaron para la ofrenda de San Marcos

En la capital se tiene una particular forma de celebrar las festividades patronales de abril y mayo, esta tradición se conoce como ensarta de flor de mayo. En plena primavera las mujeres tuxtlecas tienen una particular forma de celebrar las distintas festividades patronales que transcurren entre abril y mayo, esta tradición es conocida como ensartas de flor de mayo. Carolina Escobar –…

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#ensartas de flor de mayo #flor de mayo #flor de mayo tuxtleca

[curlymangue]

¿Conoces el perfume de 3,30 euros de Mercadona, que imita al Black Opium, de Yves Saint Laurent?

Hola, Curly. ¿A quién no le gustan los buenos perfumes? El problema es que, algunos de ellos, valen muy caros. Como en el caso de Black Opiun. Pero, ¡no te preocupes! Hoy vengo a contarte, que en el Mercadona, venden un perfume, que huele casi igual que el de Yves Saint Laurent. Su nombre es Flor de Mayo Shiny Cupcake. Y solo cuesta 3,30 €. ¿Sorprendida?🙀 Ahora, lo único que tienes hacer,…

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#Flor de Mayo Shiny Cupcake #mercadona #Opium #perfume #Perfumes low cost #Yves Saint Lauren

[ratphecy]

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#｡･:*˚:✧｡ Ship Musing ፥ Things I’ve read in Romance Novels #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Wish List ፥ Scattered && Shattered Dreams #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Pepa ፥ Whose brow is laid in thorn #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Julieta ፥ There will come a poet #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Alma ፥ There will come a ruler #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Agustín ፥ Accident Prone #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Félix ፥ Golden Sunshine #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Camilo ፥ Chameleon Shifting #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Dolores ፥ Hears whispers and Sand #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Isabela ፥ Flor de mayo #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Mirabel ፥ Mariposa #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Antonio ፥ Capybara Whisperer #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Luisa ፥ Stronger then a Mountain #｡･:*˚:✧｡ Pedro ፥ Flame of the Candle

[batanriotus]

#Cilindro en flor. #Delicadas flores que anuncian la llegada de algo bueno. #turismoyeste #turismoruralyeste #sierradelsegura #turismoactivo #eventos #vidarural #BatanRiotus #turismodeinterior #pueblosconenconto #naturaleza #escapadarural #yeste #albacete #enunlugardetuvida #casasrurales #talleres #mayo #primavera #conexion #paz #curacion #alegria #familias #respirar #yoga #tranquilidad #yogaparatodos #verano2022

[mochinomnoms]

A Floral Inconvenience

You came into Twisted Wonderland with nothing but the clothes on your back, a literally fiery cat, and an immune system not conditioned to handle the foreign antibodies in the air, earth, or water. It was honestly a miracle that you hadn’t caught some sort of incurable disease, probably because most diseases here required magical output to survive, like plants and water. You weren’t immune to your own feelings though, and magical disease and illnesses have a funny way of adapting themselves to their potential host. It was then that you found yourself prepared for springtime hay fever and allergies, after all pollen was pollen no matter where you were at. What was unexpected, and thus not prepared for, was the disease known as hanahaki, or the flower sickness. Long ago, there existed a family of mages that lived in a small mountain village deep within a jungle that was established by a family of mages. The family protected their village with fantastical and magical abilities, each unique and extraordinary as generation from generation grew. One of those mages, the Flower Bride, had the ability to grow a magnificent array of flora with just the wave of her hand! Flor de mayo, jacarandas, figs and vines all made their home with the Flower Bride. She had a heart so full of feelings, love for her home, family, and her beloved, of course, that her very emotions affected how dazzling those blooms were. The Flower Bride then decided that others should be able to demonstrate their love in the same beauteous display as she did: after all, who wouldn’t want their love developing into only the most lovely blooms? As such, hanahaki was born. Some see it was a blessing, a push, an opportunity for one to confront their feelings. It’s a realization that what they’re feeling is indeed true, the type of love that can only be achieved in fairytales. Others saw it as an inconvenience: after all, sometimes it just wasn’t the right time to confess your love, or they’d be coughing up petals mid-speech, kind of annoying honestly. Yet the sickness would continue until they acknowledge their feelings, the love died down, or it became a chronic illness. Officially dubbed hanahaki by researchers in the East, the disease was also referred to as the flower sickness, being twitterpated, and sometimes even the lovesick florae by the general population. The most commonly afflicted persons fit into two categories: the positively, without a doubt, enamored sort, the twitterpated or lovesick sort of folk. Or, they were the kind to bury their feelings deep deep down and just one day die. It wasn’t unique to any singular species either. It had adapted to afflict humans, beastmen, and even merfolk. Why, not even fae were immune despite their natural immunity to magical disease. Really, it shouldn’t have been any surprise that the emotionally stunted students of Night Raven College would be prime targets for their own bout of hanahaki.

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Dialogue Prompts

“Why is your trash can full of flower petals? Are you secretly a botanist, or is there something you're not telling me?”

“So, I hear you've been coughing up daisies lately. Got any plans to enter the flower business?”

“You know you have it bad when you start sneezing petals every time your crush walks by. At least it's a colorful allergy!”

“I can't believe you're faking a cough just to get some attention. And you're using fake flowers for the petals? That's commitment!”

“I think the local florist is in love with me. Their shop is making a killing off my Hanahaki. Do you think they'll give me a discount?”

“You've got to stop sending secret admirer bouquets to yourself. The delivery guy is starting to think you have a dozen secret admirers.”

“I've heard of wearing your heart on your sleeve, but wearing petals in your hair is a whole new level of fashion statement.”

“I have a steady, loving partner. you on the other hand have a left hand and a sunflower cough.”

“Why'd I have to get a nose full of lilies? I'm allergic, this is so unfair.”

“You think with all the lavender on my head I could make my own syrup out of it?”

“No, I've been practicing my sleight of hand! Watch as I make a bouquet of tulips magically appear—ACK!”

“No, I haven't been growing marigolds out of my ass. Why would you even ask that?!”

“Here, your favorite flower! Hmm? Where'd I get them? Uh, I just found them, around…”

“I'd rather have the thorniest, pesticide ridden roses grow in my mouth before I'd ever admit having any sort of affection for them!”

“Sooo, are you gonna apologize for puking dahlias all over my breakfast?”

“I've never heard of a flower sickness, are you talking about seasonal allergies?”

“Look, even if confessing would let me get rid of the poppies, I'd rather not. Maybe I'll just learn how to make poppy seed muffins or something.”

“Is this normal here?” “Only for the emotionally unavailable folk.” “Ah, so it is.”

“Dude, are your freckles turning into baby's breath?” “AHH!”

“Aren't lotus flowers really good for your skin? Babeeey, I'm set for life—” “NOT WHEN THEY'RE GROWING OUT OF YOUR EARS!”

“Look, I care for you and want you to get laid, but imagine all the money we'd save on tea if you kept growing chamomile from your head.”

“Blehhhg…” “You know I always knew I'd be holding your hair back as you puked your stomach out at a party, I thought it be from the alcohol though, not flowers.”

“You know, some people pay a lot of money for Hanahaki bouquets, have you considered—OW! It was just a suggestion!”

“I'm so happy that you confessed first.” “Why?” “If I had to dig out another hydrangea petal from my teeth, I was gonna lose it.”

“Man, sunflowers have got to be the worst to be puking up.” “Nah man, it's roses and their thorns! They scrap up all up your gums, my dentist bill after was ridiculous!”

🌸 a floral inconvenience masterlist 🌸

gardenias & peonies: silver x f!reader – #13

stargazer lilies: sebek zigvolt x f!reader – #5

dahlias; zinnias & cosmos: ruggie bucchi, trey clover, [separate] x gn!reader - #15, #1

teonanácatl mushrooms: jade leech x gn!reader - #18

lavender roses: floyd leech x gn!reader - #14

lavender: azul ashengrotto x gn!reader - #18

marigold: vil schoenheit, platonic!ace trappola x gn!reader - #7 & #12

blue hydrangeas: idia shroud x f!reader - #24

baby's breath & red roses: riddle rosehearts x f!reader - #14 & #19 [QUEUED]

amaryllis: lilia vanrouge x gn!reader - #1 [PENDING]

carnations: leona kingscholar x gn!reader - #18 [PENDING]

asters; purple hydrangeas: ace trappola, jamil viper [spearate] x gn!reader - #22, #24 [PENDING]

gerbera daisies: trey clover x gn!reader - #3 [PENDING]

orange poppies & water lilies: azul ashengrotto x gn!reader - #17 [PENDING]

sunflowers: jack howl x gn!reader - #8 [PENDING]

chrysanthemums: jamil viper x gn! reader - #1 [PENDING]

green roses: malleus draconia x gn!reader - #13 & #14 [PENDING]

pink poppies & cala lilies: jamil viper x gn!reader - #17 & #22 [PENDING]

sunflowers: leona kingscholar x f!reader - #8 [PENDING]

BONUS:

azaleas, cornflowers, & white roses: ace trappola, deuce space [poly] x gn! reader - #6, #3, & #22 [PENDING]

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst prompts #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #a floral inconvenience #writing prompts #hanahaki au #mochi masterlist

[truebluehue]

Fall Surprises

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It was unexpected. The random cornucopia filled with fake pumpkins and squash. Jake never thought that any of the scientists would decorate for holidays, especially an earth one. So he shrugged it off as a newbie with homesickness. But then more popped up. A vase of fake sunflowers and chrysanthemum, a different cornucopia this time filled with fake pine cones, cinnamon and more squash. So of course he has to ask Augustine about it.

“So,” Jake starts as he wheels to the link pod, Augustine calibrating his unit to run as smoothly as possible. Ever since his run in with the Navi, Jake’s been building some trust to get Augustine back in. Once he delivered the news, Augustine was excited to finally get a chance to see the Omaticaya. “Who’s leaving all the decorations around?” Jake asks, already moving to open the pod, ready to feel the freedom only Pandora could give.

“Tech engineer. She started it one year as a joke and it's been stuck since.” Augustine gestures to him, no longer offering to help.  “The part that always remains the same is that no one can catch her. We know who it is but she’s never caught. Y/n is actually the one who keeps these things going. Now let’s get moving. The Omaticaya are always on the move.” And that was the end of that.

It took another week, a bunch more flowers, and the new addition of tiny turkeys in random places before he finally got to put a face to the mysterious decorator. Jake’s used to waking up early, thanks to the military, so he’s glad he did when he made his way to Augustine earlier than usual. She’s swearing up a storm about his link pod being faulty thanks to a broken fuse. He must have come at the tail end of the lash out as Augustine lights a cigarette. “Fuse blown huh?” Jake says with a smirk and then he looks down, seeing a pair of legs under his usual link pod.

You shake your head, head swimming already at the amount of things that could go wrong. Damn pod’s electroencephalogram was completely fried, don't know how Grace even kept this thing running. “Sorry Augustine. Gotta look for the part in the big warehouse. Hopefully it's been cataloged but I doubt it.” You call out as you stand up and look at Jake. “You must be the hot shot who got in with the Omaticaya. Name’s Y/n.” You hold out your hand.

Well I’ll be damned. Jake has seen his fair share of breathtaking people back on earth, but you. You were dropped dead gorgeous. Jake lets an easy smile fall onto his face, might as well shoot his shot. “Nice to finally put a face to the person decorating. Name’s Jake, hot stuff.” Jake shakes your hand, not at all surprised by the quite firm grip on his hand.

You let out a chuckle. “How can you be so sure?” You drop his hand. “I’ll go see about the part. Grace. Jake.” And with that you walk away, already typing away on a tablet. Hot stuff, huh? You smile, planning away.

Jake was tired. The Colonel in one ear. Grace and the Omaticaya in one. Half of his brain wanted his legs back, the other wanting to roam on a significantly taller set of legs. Power or freedom. The never ending battle. Jake sighs as he enters his room, ready to at least get a couple hours of sleep. Though he doubts it. Ever since he came to Pandora he feels as if he left one war and jumped into another. From defending governmental assets, dealing with the aftermath of being deemed useless by the government, to grieving for his brother's death by under-dealing with a militarized Bill Nye wet dream. Hooah, am I right.

Jake gets ready for bed, the earlier difficulties of changing made easier by time. He goes to wash his face when he’s stopped. Now I would remember leaving that taped up. Pulling the note down, Jake is quick to open and read.  Mouth agape he opens his bathroom door, a machine printed Flor de Mayo flower on his counter. “Well I’ll be damned.” 

So a marine, huh?

Wasn’t sure if I had any flowers from there so I made this one from scratch. I’ll be ready at 7 on Friday.

Hot Stuff There were oil spots on the bottom corner and it was crinkled, but Jake held it like it was a winning lottery ticket. Jake touches the pink and white paint of the flower. Wasn’t expecting to be the one asked on a date. But he’s sure as hell gonna take it. Who woulda thought I liked flowers.

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Flor de mayo is the national Venezuelan flower. Men deserve flowers.

Hope you enjoyed. :)

#jake sully #jake sully x reader #avatar james cameron #avatar #avatar 2009 #avatar 2009 x reader #jake x reader #jake sully fanfiction #avatar jake #james cameron avatar #j

[myfoodsflowers]

Cattleya trianae 🌺🌺☘ also known as Flor de Mayo or "Christmas orchid", is a plant of the family Orchidaceae. It grows as an epiphytic orchid, with succulent leaves, endemic to Colombia where it was nominated as the national flower in November 1936

#flowers #orchids #gardens #plants

[jartitameteneis]

Le llamaremos Pedro a nuestro personaje olvidado, pero pudo haberse llamado Pánfilo o Casimiro, lo de menos es el nombre porque será imposible darle uno adecuado y mucho menos un apellido. Era conocido por todos en la ciudad o en el pueblo y no sólo por su oficio de “aguador”, sino también por servir de mensajero entre los jóvenes enamorados de las buenas familias mexicanas de los siglos XVIII y XIX.

Pedro era indio, como todos los aguadores de la ciudad, debía serlo para poder soportar el peso y la abnegación del oficio. Era el personaje más peculiar de todos los que recorrían las calles de la ciudad, por la agilidad para manejar los cántaros de agua y por su peculiar vestuario. Para los ojos mexicanos el aguador no era ese personaje sorprendentemente extraño, estaban acostumbrados a verlo a diario, era Pedro un hombre “comedido, entregado al trabajo, casi siempre buen padre y no tan peor esposo.

Son famosas sus contribuciones como el "llevaitrae" de cartas amorosas entre los jóvenes y señoritas de las familias mexicanas. De esta manera se hacían de un ingreso extra a su exiguo salario. Por cierto usaban un sistema muy extraño de "cómputo" para cobrar sus servicios. Por cada viaje que hacían a sus clientes y podían ser varios al día, el aguador dejaba un "colorín" (la semilla de la flor del boj) a la criada de la casa como comprobante de recibo. Pero este sistema desafía el sentido común o es la prueba máxima de la confianza, porque es el deudor quien tenía los comprobantes de la deuda y si quisiera hubiera podido desaparecerlos y pagar menos o simplemente no pagar. Pero eso a Pedro parecía no quitarle el sueño.

Generalmente la ciudad exigía a los aguadores mantener limpias las plazas y lugares donde se encontraban las fuentes de agua, otra de sus contribuciones era la de acudir a sofocar los incendios. Celebraban especialmente el día de la Santa Cruz (3 de Mayo) fecha en que adornaban las fuentes con flores y monumentos y por supuesto, celebraban también el Sábado de Gloria, día en que acostumbraban los aguadores a darse correazos unos a otros.

[liviavanrouge]

Growing Power

Livia: *Stares at the flower vine stunned* I just made something unexpected

Mayden: *Stares at her in disbelief* Hey...

Livia: *Touches the vine, causing it to grow again* Something bright, something new

Livia: It's not symmetrical or perfect but it's beautiful and it's mine!

Mayden: Hey!!

Livia: *Turns and walks away* What else can I do?

Mayden: Hey, Bring it in, bring it in

Livia: *Smiles*

Mayden: Good talk, bring it in, bring it in

Livia: What else can I do?

Mayden: Let's walk, bring it in, bring it in! Free hugs, bring it in, bring it in

Livia: *Leaps away, sliding down her thorn vines then stepping off at the bottom* I grow rows and rows of thorn vines

Livia: Flor de mayo, by the mile...

Mayden: *Scowls in irritation, carefully climbing down*

Livia: I make perfect, practiced poses, so much hides behind my smile

Mayden: *Perks up surprise* Huh....

Livia: *Smiles and runs off, flower vines starting to grow* What could I do if I just grew what I was feelin' in the moment?!

Mayden: *Dodges the vines startled* Do you know where you're going?! Whoa!!

Livia: *Steps up the vines* What could I do if I just knew it didn't need to be perfect?!

Livia: It just needed to be? And they'd let me be?

Mayden: *Frowns, watching the vines form a platform under Livia's feet*

Livia: A hurricane of jacarandas! Strangling figs!

Mayden: Big!

Livia: *Starts stepping down, vines under her feet* Hanging vines!

Mayde: This is fine!

Livia: *Smiles, lifting into the air again* Palma de cera fills the air as I climb and I push through!

Livia: *Looks around* What else can I do?

Mayden: *Climbs up a honeysuckle vine*

Livia: *Smiles, growing wisteria and star jasmine vines* Can I deliver us a river of sundew?

Livia: *Grabs Mayden, plopping him beside her*

Mayden: Uh....

Livia: Careful, it's carnivorous, a little just won't do

Mayden: *Stands up, looking at her*

Livia: *Looks at the flower vines* I wanna feel the shiver of something new! I'm so sick of thorns, I want something true, don't you?

Mayden: You just seem like your life's been a dream-

Livia: *Sighs, shaking her head* Whoa..

Mayden: *Stares realizing how much he misunderstood her* -Since the moment you opened your eyes

Livia: How far do these thorns go down?

Mayden: All I know are the thorns that you grow

Livia: *Sighs* Whoa

Mayden: *Grins and holds his hands out moving in front of her* But it's awesome to see how you rise

Livia: *Smiles and takes his hands, her flowers glowing* How far can I rise?

Mayden and Livia: Through the roof, to the skies!! Let's go!

~~~

Epel: *Perks up, noticing the glowing flower vines* WOAH!

Ace: Those are pretty...wow...

Vil: Who on earth

Riddle: Amazing...

~~~

Livia: A hurricane of jacarandas

Mayden: *Beams and spins away* Woo!

Livia: *Leaps down, sliding on a flower vine* Strangling figs!

Mayden: Go!

Livia: *Runs her hand across the schools wall, growing moonflower vines* Hanging vines

Mayden: Grow!

Livia: *Somersaults laughing then leaps on a trumpet flower vine* Palma de cera fills the air as I climb and I push through!

Mayden: What else, what else?!

Livia and Mayden: *Lands on one of the schools towers* What can you do when you are deeply, madly, truly in the moment?

Livia: *Looks at Mayden then laughs, going wild with the flowers*

Mayden: Seize the moment, keep goin'!!

Livia: What can you do when you know who you wanna be is imperfect?!

~~~

Lilia: *Perks up at the glowing flowers* Livia?

Silver: Look!

Sebek: MY LADY!! THAT'S DANGEROUS!

Lilia: *Stares then smiles* She's finally letting her thorns loose

~~~

Livia: *Kicks pollen up laughing* But I'll still be okay!!

Mayden: *Ruffles pollen up in his hair, laughing* Hey, everybody clear the way, woo!!

Livia: I'm comin' through with tabebuia!

Mayden: *Laughs and spins away* She's comin' through with that boo-yeah!

Livia: *Twirls, sliding down on a vine* Making waves

Mayden: *Grins sliding down on a vine, copying her stance* Making waves!

Livia: *Reaches out* Changing minds

Mayden: *Smiles, reaching for her* You've changed mine!

Livia: *Grabs Mayden when he slid down underneath her and swings him up* The way is clearer 'cause you're here, and well I owe this all to you!

Mayden: *Blinks as Livia hugged him tight then pats her back*

Livia: *Moves back, smiling* What else can I do?

Mayden: *Smiles following Livia as both leaped off* Show 'em what you can do!

Livia: *Grows a rose vine, sliding down and launching them up* What else can I do?!

Mayden: *Laughs the wind blowing through his hair* There's nothing you can't do!

Livia: *Grows a thorn vine to the tower too and swings around before tossing Mayden up and releasing her vine* What else can I do?!

Mayden: *Laughs, laughing on vine flowers* WOOOOO! THAT WAS AWESOME!

Livia: *Laughs* YOU ARE A BAD INFLUENCE!

Mayden: Ah..HEY!

Livia and Mayden: *Laughs, falling onto their backs, smiling*

Mayden: You're not so bad, spoiled yes, but not bad personality wise

Livia: Thanks and for someone emotionally guarded, you're not so bad yourself...

Mayden and Livia: *Laughs, smiling at the other* THANKS!!

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress @teddymochi @marrondrawsalot @abyssthing198

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[manessha545]

The toborochi tree is an emblematic icon of Santa Cruz de la Sierra, it is present in its coat of arms (granted by the King of Spain Don Felipe IV in 1636). It is a symbol of the hospitality of its people, as indigenous people used to take refuge in the hollow trunks of the toborochi.

Toborochis are not only beautiful, they are also an important food source and refuge for parrots and other kind of birds and insects besides other native wildlife such as sloths and monkeys. Don’t you think there should be even more toborochis all across the city? Wouldn’t you love a city filled with toborochis? We should also feel very grateful for the excellent shade they give us, shelter in the heat of the summer.

The Bolivian (Guaraní origin) legend over the toborochi says that long time ago, a beautiful pregnant princess called Araverá (Sparkle in the sky) hid inside a tree to give birth to the (colibrí) hummingbird god’s child. The Añas, evil spirits decided to kill her because they thought that she would give birth to a powerful god prince who would punish and destroy them. So they went looking for the girl riding on fire-breathing flying horses, but Aravera escaped from the village on a flying seat, a gift from her husband. After months of being chased by the evil spirits, she decided to return to earth and hide inside the trunk of a toborochi tree where she gave birth. The thorns of the tree protected her from the Añas.

Her son grew up and he fulfilled the prophecy when he finally took revenge from the evil spirits, but princess Araverá stayed inside the tree until she died. According to the legend the toborochi is a sacred tree, the spirit of Araverá still remains inside. Every year, in the autumn she comes out in the shape of the tree’s beautiful pink flowers to stay in contact with her husband, her big and eternal love. The pink blossoms of the toborochi tree do, in fact, attract hummingbirds. The fragrant toborochi flower is also known as “flor de mayo” (May flower).

[notasfilosoficas]

“Algunos se preocupan de que la inteligencia artificial pueda hacer que nos sintamos inferiores, pero entonces cualquiera en su sano juicio debería sentir complejo de inferioridad cada vez que mirase una flor”

Alan Kay

Es un informático estadounidense nacido en Springfield Massachussets en mayo de 1940, se le considera uno de los pioneros en la programación orientada a objetos, y creador de sistemas de interfase gráfica de usuario.

Alan fue un niño prodigio, que aprendió a leer a la edad de 3 años, era de esos niños que nacieron con un libro bajo el brazo y como él mismo decía “Tuve la suerte o la desgracia de aprender a leer con fluidez a partir de la edad de tres años. Así que había leído tal vez 150 libros para cuando llegué a 1er grado. Y ya sabía que los maestros me estaban mintiendo”.

Alan también es un ávido y dotado músico guitarrista y tecladista, con un especial interés por los órganos barrocos. Fue músico profesional de jazz y rock and roll.

Alan siguió muy de cerca las investigaciones del inventor estadounidense Douglas Carl Engelbart, creador entre otras cosas del “ratón” como interfase para interaccionar con la computadora, el hipertexto y las computadoras en red.

Se licenció en matemáticas y Biología Molecular en la Universidad de Colorado y como maestro y doctor en la Universidad de Utah en los años sesenta. Trabajó junto con Ivan Sutherland pionero del internet y considerado “padre de la computación gráfica”.

Kay trabajó en el Centro de Investigación de Palo Alto (PARC) para la compañía Xerox en 1970, desarrolló los primeros prototipos de estaciones de trabajo en red, usando el lenguaje de programación Smalltalk. Estas investigaciones dieron origen a la comercialización de los primeros computadores Apple en el Apple Macintosh.

Se le considera junto con otros miembros del centro de investigación PARC de Xerox, padre de la “Programación orientada a objetos” y el “Dynabook”, lo que permitió sentar las bases de los ordenadores portátiles y las tablets PC actuales, así como arquitecto de los sistemas actuales de ventanas de interfaz grafica de usuario.

En aquel entonces el proyecto “Dynabook” pretendía ser un ordenador para niños de todas las edades, del cual solo se llegaron a realizar maquetas de cartón, pero que se podía describir como lo que ahora es una notebook, o computadora tableta PC.

A partir de 1984, Kay trabajó en Apple Computer hasta que Steve Jobs cerró el departamento de I+D, uniéndose a Walt Disney Imagineering, continuando en Hewlett-Packard hasta 2005.

Actualmente, Alan Kay imparte cátedras sobre ideas, conocimiento y aprendizaje no tradicional al frente de un instituto de investigación, así como a la impartición de conferencias en Ted Talk.

Fuentes: Wikipedia, historiadelatabet.blogspot.com, hipertextual.com

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[alertachiapas]

El Museo de la Ciudad de Tuxtla celebró la ensarta de flor de mayo

Esta tradición es común en el mes de mayo, en donde las personas que viven en Tuxtla, acostumbran realizar estas guirnaldas y ofrecerlas a sus imágenes religiosas. Se llevó a cabo la tradicional ensarta de flor de mayo de la Fundación Fernando Castañón Gamboa Pro Museo de la Ciudad de Tuxtla Gutiérrez, retomando de nuevo sus actividades a favor de las costumbres y tradiciones de la capital…

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#ensarta de flor de mayo #museo de la ciudad de tuxtla

[princesssarisa]

What are the favorite flowers of the Disney Heroines (non-Princess)?

Some of these guesses are based on scenes in the movies, while others are just based on the heroines's signature colors or personalities.

Alice: Daisies. She likes to weave them into chains and crowns.

Wendy: Roses, since she is an "English rose" herself.

Lady: Tulips, like the ones that grow in her owners' garden.

Perdita: Roses, like the ones that framed the church window at her wedding.

Duchess: White or pink roses.

Maid Marian: Pink wildflowers, like the one Robin uses as her engagement ring.

Miss Bianca: Forget-me-nots, because they're the right size for her.

Nala: Red and orange hibiscus, which grow along the rivers in the Serengeti.

Esmeralda: Violets. They're her favorite color.

Meg: The white tree blossom that Hercules picks for her.

Jane: African lady lilies.

Lilo: Hibiscus.

Judy: Pink carrot blossoms.

Mirabel: Purple flor de mayo (plumerias).

Asha: Magenta roses.

#disney #disney heroines #favorite flowers #headcanon

[melancolirio]

6 de Mayo (fragmento)

[...] Entonces descubrí que el mal de amores no era un decir. Antes creía que el “dolor de corazón” era una simple metáfora cursi-dramática, pero no era así. Dolía de verdad, mi mente, mi pecho, mis emociones expuestas a flor de piel, todo dolía al mismo tiempo. La cabeza se sentía estallar después de tanto llanto y me dolía el pecho al respirar. Me dolía existir; y tener que sonreír para no levantar sospechas y evitar explicaciones. Pero un día desperté y decidí dejar de fingir que estaba bien, que no pasaba nada, que no estaba muriendo por dentro. Dejé de preocuparme por mi apariencia y disimular mi desvelo, también de sonreír. Ni siquiera hacía falta preguntarme qué había pasado. Con solo mencionar tu nombre mis ojos húmedos respondían a la duda.

–Han

#frases #notas #escritos #textos #citas #pensamientos #amor #han

[mikrokosmcs]

gyeong seoja  -  mitad humano mitad okami  -  22  años  -  26 de mayo del 2002  -  geminis  -  general de la guardia del diamante  -  fc:  kang taehyun

Su apellido Gyeong proviene de su padre adoptivo, que significa “fuerte”, mientras su nombre se deriva de “Seo” que significa tranquilo y “Ja” que significa amable.

Nació en luna llena, estando conectado con la luna y la naturaleza. Es el menor de los dos mellizos.

Es mitad okami y mitad humana, su madre provenía de un clan de youkais okami, o sea de lobos que, a diferencia de los zorros, son criaturas benevolentes y honestas. Al ser fuertemente penado el amor entre razas sobrenaturales y humanos, sus padres se emanciparon y gracias a ese mismo estigma, fueron asesinados. Eso dejó a Seoja y Sayuri, su hermana melliza idéntica, abandonados en el bosque, fuertemente unidos por las dos pequeñas manitas de los mellizos que se negaron a separarse hasta ser encontrados por el Capitán General de la Guardia del Diamante, Gyeong Seori, quien fue guiado por los lamentos y fuertes sollozos de los dos pequeños, siendo adoptados inmediatamente.

Seori nombró a sus dos hijos más pequeños (teniendo cinco más grandes), como él mismo, dándoles algo más que solo el apellido para que sean fuertes, sino también parte de su esencia.

A pesar del racismo contra las criaturas sobrenaturales, y que Seoja y Sayuri demostraban claras evidencias de pertenecer a la raza sobrenatural, como sus dos orejas y la esponjosa cola, y las dos marcas rojas debajo de los ojos, Saori no permitió que se le quitara a sus hijos y los crío como parte de su familia sin hacer distinción.

Seoja desde pequeño era más fuerte y poderoso que cualquier otro adulto, por ende, siempre fue maldecido y tratado como basura por adultos y niños cuando entrenaba con cualquier otra persona que no fuese su padre o sus hermanos mayores. Seoja siempre quiso pertenecer a la Guardia del Diamante, no por sus deseos de proteger al Rey de Zafiro o a sus herederos, sino para demostrar que era más fuerte que todas las adversidades que le había tocado vivir.

Se construyó una coraza alrededor para evitar ser ridiculizado, señalado por nepotismo o por llamarlo “tramposo” al ser mitad okami, siendo algo inexpresivo con desconocidos o con cualquiera a quien considere “inferior” o de “poca importancia” enervando a cualquiera que se quiera meter con él.

Seoja estaba muy apegado a su madre, su hermana melliza y su hermana mayor, siendo un niño de “mami” aunque su padre, asegura Seoja es su mayor orgullo. Se vuelve una masita y un niño pequeño cuando está con ellas.

Es general, estando militarmente solo por debajo de su padre.

Tiene un diente dulce, adorando todo lo relacionado a los postres

Es bueno cazando, subiendo montañas, pescando, acampando y cualquier cosa que requiera estar en el exterior

Sus orejas, la cola y cualquier característica como okami está oculta gracias a dominar ese poder, no obstante pueden salir a colación en momentos de mucho estrés o cuando está con alguien de confianza.

Sabe hacer armas rudimentarias.

Su poder se basa en la dureza y la protección del diamante, puede ser fuerte como uno e irrompible, siendo excelente en combate cuerpo a cuerpo, no obstante puede también crear proyectiles filosos de punta de diamante, atravesando la carne sin problema alguno. Maneja seis proyectiles en forma de flor de lirio, llevando a Sayuri (su nombre significando eso) con él siempre.

Maneja una lanza de doble filo con punta de diamante.

Su padre le enseñó que su fuerza era para proteger, no para lastimar, por ende, nunca ha utilizado su poder para ocasionar un mal indiscriminado. Va a la guerra, pero en nombre del Reino del Zafiro no por ideología propia.

Está enamorado del príncipe del Reino del Zafiro, Minjun. Desde pequeños tuvieron diferencias por sus personalidades, volviéndose unidos desde niños, separándose cuando tuvieron una fuerte pelea y volviéndose prácticamente “amantes trágicos” luego de unos años. Seoja daría la vida sin pensarlo por Minjun, nunca abandonándolo ni dejándolo desprotegido.

Presentó como un alfa, su esencia es la del cedro y el jacinto.

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