#Arco iris

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📍Pallay Punchu, Cuscu, Peru 🇵🇪

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Autumn rainbow

Northern Vermont -- 9/20/06

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[yoestuveaquiunavezfrases21]

1691- La gente ya no pone los pies en la tierra. Sus manos se han alejado de hierbas y flores, no dirigen su mirada al cielo, sus oídos están sordos al canto de los pájaros, su nariz se ha hecho insensible a causa de los humos de los tubos de escape y su lengua y su paladar han olvidado los sabores sencillos de la naturaleza. Los cinco sentidos han crecido aislados del orden natural. La gente se ha alejado dos o tres escalones del hombre verdadero… Los verdaderos gozos y deleites del hombre eran un éxtasis natural. Esto sólo existe en la naturaleza y se desvanece lejos de la tierra. Un medio ambiente no puede existir fuera de la naturaleza, y así la agricultura deberá ser el fundamento para vivir. El retorno de toda la gente al campo para cultivar la tierra y crear aldeas de hombres verdaderos es el camino a seguir para la creación de ciudades ideales y naciones ideales.

(Masanobu Fukuoka)

[antrostomus]

Recovery time — less tobacco, less coffee, more exercise, fever, rest, continue

[freyafrida]

i'm assuming the rec they're referring to is this lovely post by @gogandmagog, to whom i must thank for unearthing this fic, lol. i wrote this chapter back in 2012(!!!) so unfortunately i don't remember what exactly i had in mind for shirley and pencil girl (love that nickname), or if i even had more of a story in mind. i don't see myself writing another chapter for arco iris (although never say never?) BUT i did have some vague headcanons and influences so i will share them!

anyway. what did shirley say to her afterwards? i didn't have a full idea for this in my head and i'm of two minds about it! i can see him just ignoring it because whatever, he's not interested in getting his name written up on the side of the schoolhouse and it's none of his business why Pencil Girl decided to, apparently, lose her mind one day after school. i can also see him being pretty straightforward and asking her about it and being completely embarrassed that she's sweet on him and again, having zero interest in getting his name put on a Take Notice.

either way, they both pretend it didn't happen for a few years, but Pencil Girl never quite gives up her little crush on him, and she and shirley grow to be friends in adolescence after he gets over being flustered by her existence. they exchange sympathetic letters during the war, maybe get into wacky adventures as college kids, and fall in love along the way. the end.

so, some background: this is very niche, but as a kid, i was very into the boy/girl battle series by phyllis reynolds naylor (which i also wrote fic for in 2012 -- maybe that spilled into arco iris?). i didn't do it consciously, but in hindsight, i think i was inspired by the dynamic between the characters wally and caroline. wally is the most introverted of his brothers, thoughtful and quietly imaginative, while caroline is an attention-seeking theater kid who drags wally into her mischief. they're both annoyed by each other because they're middle schoolers, but they're also both imaginative and slightly lonely because everyone thinks they're weird, and they find they (unwillingly) understand each other on that more fundamental level. anyway! it's not a 1:1 comparison, but i think i was imagining shirley/pencil girl from a similar place. we know shirley isn't totally opposed to mischief (see "well-deserved spankings" in RV) and while we also know he hates to be badgered with chatter per RoI, i was also picturing him as a bit matthew cuthbert-esque, where he doesn't mind exuberance as long as he's not expected to actually respond in kind (that's how i interpret "badgering", anyway).

i was also semi-influenced by the dynamic between kyon and haruhi in the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya, haha. obviously none of this is evident in that very short chapter, but uh, that's the backstory if you're interested, or if it gives an idea of how the rest of the story might go!

i also was actually influenced by the jenny penny section of anne of ingleside! i first read that book as a teenager and tbh i took the jenny penny section and all its judgment about Dirty Houses and Fighting Adults and Not Saying Your Prayers a leetle personally, lmao. i found the blythes pretty snobbish in that story* (this livejournal post is a pretty good summary of how i felt about anne of ingleside at the time). so i also had the loose headcanon of the blythes having to deal with someone a little socially inappropriate, who they wouldn't approve of very much. again, this was way too much to be evident in the actual chapter, but this is where the whole "girl who kisses rando boys in classrooms" concept came from, if you're interested.

anyway that's how shirley/pencil girl would've gone. hope this didn't ruin it for you, nonny, and thank you for reading ❤️

* i mean, upon reread, there are actual issues with the pennys: jenny is a more intentional liar than anne ever was, and the grandma makes di show her her underwear??? weird. but also jenny is, like, the lone realistically troubled child in a book of unusually twee children, and i found her surprisingly sympathetic for that reason. anyway. i had feelings.

[lapazdelmar]

Soñar es vivir

Y una vez despiertos, no rechacemos los sueños por ser sueños,

porque tal vez en ellos volvamos a encontrarnos y podamos volver a vivirlos.

Vivir siempre es útil cuando se espera alguna vez el cielo,

comprendiendo que la vida nos gritará haciéndonos sufrir,

sin saber por qué nos tocó a nosotros.

Pero, aun así, sigamos soñando,

porque en cada sueño se mitigan las tormentas

y en cada arco iris se espera la eternidad.

Feliz Pascua

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📍North East of Madeira Island, Porto da Cruz, Portugal 🇵🇹

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2013

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1353- Para ver el arco iris debemos pasar la tormenta, no te desanimes, siempre vuelve a salir el sol con un bello matiz de colores