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I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes.

— Callista Buchen, from “Taking Care,” published in Thrush

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“Take me to the flowers, to the place where petals rest, when the nights are dark and the air is cold and there's nothing gentle left. I want to wake up in a meadow warmed by golden light, and see the butterflies again, and know I'll be alright.”

— Ellis Nightingale

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Fill your hollow heart with earth and wait for spring to come. You may not find flowers, but seeds turn to stems and despair to acceptance, and growth is a harvest worth more than any rose.

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Foxgloves are magical!

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Botany books

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modern demeter for @chaandajaan

now for the first time, I see clearly the trail you planted....what ground opened to waste, though you dreamed a wealth of flowers. // demeter's prayer to hades, rita dove

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cottagecore moodboard 💛

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“i will always have nightmares of that day. no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember. the nightmares will never allow me to forget. i will never allow myself to forget.”

— (via nixreginam-blog)

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burned out from classes today & have an assessment due really soon.

will hopefully get the short starters done on the weekend!

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“I will scrub these hands raw. I will tremble at what they could not prevent.”

— Elizabeth Acevedo, “Spear” (via the-wanted-man)

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This little set of paintings features six different types of flowers. They are painted on paper that has been stained with tea to give it an older, more rustic appearance. They measure about 2 ½" by 3 ½". You can find them here in my shop.

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the flowers call me back 

              ( but nowhere is home without you )

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everythings in bloom !!

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hiraeth / what is grief except to lose one’s home?

SANGUINE ICHOR STAINED HER HANDS, it dripped down her face, along her chest. The bodies surrounding her hurt, filled her heart with a grief that threatened to overwhelm her, choked at her throat and swallowed her heart. A gasping breath danced along the trees as the last one fell.

It was too much, too much, too much. 

She couldn’t bring herself to care about her own injuries, not with the reminders of failure that surrounded her form. A thump echoed amongst the woods as she fell collapsed; her knees cracking against the ground as her legs gave out. It would be another bruise later, but it didn’t matter, not now, not ever. She’d take every injury if it meant bringing them back.

She had failed. They were gone — her sisters, her kin, her lover, her home. They were all gone.

She wasn’t strong enough. She hadn’t been strong enough. She’d failed to protect her home, to keep those she cared about alive. Her threats hadn’t been enough to drive the strangers back — she wasn’t strong enough. She hated violence, and yet, she’d still attempted when they refused to leave, but it had been too late. Those she cared for were already at risk.

Too late, too late, too late.

There was only one thing left to do — she couldn’t stay. She didn’t deserve to stay. She couldn’t stay in a home she couldn’t protect — her home wasn’t even alive anymore. Instead, it was staring up at her with empty eyes, and even more eyes that she didn’t dare face of those she’d considered family stared up at her too. Reminding her that she failed — that she was to blame, that she wasn’t strong enough.

She didn’t deserve to remain in the jungle, not when she’d lost it all, failed those who believed in her, failed to protect her home and her kin.

Her home was gone, she couldn’t return. Blood covered and with an aching heart, she left the only home she’d ever known — by Reidun’s side.