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"... bought... copper... from... this... shady fucker... bad quality... zero stars... "

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Alhambra, Granada, Spain (by Adam Marikar)

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hey! take it easy soon, if you can. 

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When I was about 10, my best friend’s grandfather died. He was a very interesting guy. Well over 80, a WW2 vet, a Teddy Roosevelt style naturalist. He had been an accomplished sniper in the European theatre, a lawyer, an avid fisherman and conservationist. But his funeral was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

He died at home alone, fortunately or unfortunately. He was a stubborn self-sufficient man so I think dying of a sudden heart attack in his own home would have been a good death by his standards.

He lived in a house built right after the Civil War. There was a small family cemetery off to the side with burials dating back to the 1860s. His wife was buried there. In accordance with his wishes, he was not embalmed, placed in a plain wooden coffin and laid to rest next to her. The day of the funeral was so beautiful. Because he was buried next to his house, people were in and out and talking and laughing and sharing stories about him. My friend and I were tasked with picking wild flowers (probably to keep us out of the way) to put in his grave. Children were allowed to run back and forth and play and feel like they have a role in this ceremony.

This is what I want my funeral to feel like. A get together where I go back in the earth. An occasion of unity and comfort but not performative grief.

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this duck LOVES pink drink

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23 Layer Chocolate Cake (via Instagram)

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Happy Pride!

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the symbiotic relationship between tumblr and AO3 should be studied in a lab