#the last tree

[nolwyn]

I made a thing. It’s going to be an actual thing that I finished making. I never finish things. What the heck…

[justahillbillyfromouterspace]

just open it and read it ! . Test tomorrow morning  . ya I wrote it 

[ktheqw]

The Last Tree

Deserted a lonely tree grows Tired waiting by the rubbish Troubled sleep awakened The tree is bleeding

the last urban tree

[lilac-mushroom]

Honestly this whole Pedro Pascal thing is getting out of hand it's scraping insanity. One thing is to tell your friends that you want to fuck him or thirst over him in your personal tumblr blogs like the rest of us common mortals do. Another completely different thing is to have people on his Instagram and other platforms calling him daddy and commenting what they want to do with him very explicitly and to have interviewers calling him the daddy of the internet or whatever the fuck. That's harassment. It is not okay. The man is clearly overwhelmed and tired of being called obscene things everywhere he goes plus online. Like what the fuck is happening. Can we collectively chill and start condemning this type of objectifying behavior please? People need to learn to keep things to themselves. I've seen literal grown ass adult interviewers telling him this shit directly and filming his reaction. Enough

[scribblesandsnaps]

mi rage

We didn’t think it was possible for a very, very, very, long time. even as it all slipped away. slowly, slow, slower. imperceptibility as ignorance. disappearance in plain sight. swathes of ‘over there,’ gone but not landed in these bodies. not my back yard, so not mine. until we realised that all of it was always all of our back yards, always our addiction to destruction. clouding…

[cherylmmbookblog]

#Blogtour The Last Tree: A Seed of Hope by Luke Adam Hawker

 It’s a pleasure to take part in the Blogtour The Last Tree: A Seed of Hope by Luke Adam Hawker. About the Author Luke Adam Hawker worked as an architectural designer before becoming a full-time artist in 2015. He sells his signed and limited-edition prints to fans throughout the UK and the rest of the world.  He has also been commissioned by brands such as the Soho House Hotel Group and has…

[curlygirl79]

The Last Tree - Luke Adam Hawker

I have a stunning book to share today. The Last Tree by @lukeadamhawker is simply gorgeous #TheLastTree #ASeedOfHope @RandomTTours @Octopus_Books #FictionCafeBookClub #BookBlogger #BlogTour #BookReview #Illustrations

I am joining the blog tour for The Last Tree by Luke Adam Hawker today. Many thanks to Luke and Ilex Press for providing me with a copy of the book, and to Anne Cater at Random Things Tours for inviting me to be a part of the tour. BLURB: Imagine a world without trees. A world that is in many ways like our world, but where magnificent canopies, tree climbing and leaves rustling in the breeze are…

[youhalfwit]

When yer captain gets stuck on the mast because he’s scared of heights so you have to coerce him down

@sonicmarinermay Day 4: Promise

[rendevok]

step into the light

what do you see?

my sun,

my stars

shining on me

[shipping-all-ships]

Lu Ten: I'm sorry to say this, kiddos, but your father has passed away. Zuko(10): *bursts into tears* Azula(8): *shocked* How...how did father die? Lu Ten: Uhh (Flasback to Lu Ten shoving Ozai out the window) Lu Ten: Assassin. Lu Ten: With more arm strength than he thought he had.

[parisoonic]

i've been posting tf2 art for a whole year! waugh, how did that happen!? really enjoyed playin and drawing this silly game for a year :)) some wee sketches that took 3-5 mins each

[nolwyn]

Some pages from my new comic

For every reblog I will hug a tree ^_^

[trustymikh]

regular day at a talon lab

[ktheqw]

The Last Tree

Three travelled from the forgotten lands, five from what was once the land of vineyards, and a few from her homeland. As the old one rests uneasily on the Pyre, an ancient song fills what was once the forest. The few who stood there on that day saw the last tree.

[hedgehog-moss]

The shadows have their seasons, too. The feathery web the budding maples cast down upon the sullen lawn

bears but a faint relation to high summer's umbrageous weight […]

And loveliest, because least looked-for, gray on gray, the stripes the pearl-white winter sun

hung low beneath the leafless wood draws out from trunk to trunk across the road like a stairway that does not rise.

John Updike, “Penumbrae”

[theemeraldforesthideout]

Imbolc Skies