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The Wandering Ginger Lass
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The rambles and adventures of a short girl.
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somebody who doesn't want to say goodbye to autumn 🍂♡— from my instagram
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This looks so yuumy! <3
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Jackfruit & Pinto Bean Baked Taquitos
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August, 17th: We arrived in Athens with excitement and mild fatigue.  The sky was a clear, vivid blue and immediately there was a feeling of peace. There was so much we needed to do, but relief and a sense of wonder were dominant, though the urge to sleep was lingering (the perks of doing an all-nighter and not getting a nap in! Whoops)  - After an hour-long drive (roughly) from the airport to the church, we gathered and rested, all of us appreciating the opportunity to put our feet up; ironically on solid ground.  - We went to our host’s homes, the natural generosity and hospitality was such a lovely thing to experience and day after day it never diminished; in mere hours we (myself and the youth member who stayed with me) had become like family.  - Every evening/night was a blessing, the pale golden hue that lingered in the fading light of a once vivid blue sky, was emphasized by the warmth that still clung to the air. Even as the sky darkened to a shade of deep blue, the pinpricks of silver starlight ignited the horizon and in that moment, I was just so...incredidbly humbled.  We take so much for granted. But living in Athens, even if it was only for a week, completely opened my heart and mind. The off-white streets were dotted with random flashes and splashes of vibrant colour, and graphitti marked the walls; the bold paint claiming its blank canvas on every street corner, in every alley. Animals wandered the streets, tough and warn, but painfully thin; no one able to care for them all. The financial situation out there isn’t great, but still people thrive, still they flourish and press on, wanting to keep moving towards something better. Yet there was an amazing sense of contentment that filled me with such a burning desire to simply be happy where I was <3 
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My exhausted and feverish brain at 11 pm: Hey how about you try doing one of those half-realistic portraits you like?
So of course I had to do Allura. Thanks, but also, fuck you brain.
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Blue Dawn
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