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Uninstalling Tumblr for a bit of a mental health break, not sure how long. See y’all if/when I’m back.

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and i am still learning!!!

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bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

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ten years from now you're going to look in the mirror and you're going to find wrinkles on your face that you'll swear weren't there yesterday. you're going to find grays among your regular hair color and you'll feel parts of your body that you didn't know you had because of the pain. you're going to see and feel every sign of age and wear and tear from the ten years of constant living and you're going to be fine. you're going to feel fine. because all those imperfections and scars are proof that you are still here. that you survived and lived and loved. because you kept going

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held on til may. now what

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If the landscape actually was what people valued it to be, the global ecosystem would surely collapse. If suburbs were truly only houses, yards and trees selected by the homeowner, if pastures grew only the forages intended by the farmer, if agricultural land grew only crops, if a ditch next to an overpass was simply a ditch

If all the places we think of as "no longer wild" actually were, if the biodiversity we thought was gone actually was gone, life on Earth would not be able to sustain itself. The unintended and random plants, the wild weeds of lost and empty places, they hold us tightly, sustaining the few and meager scraps of symbiotic relationships that keep the Earth alive

The ditch beside the road is no longer a serene wetland. The wetland was bulldozed and destroyed and now it is a ditch, dirty and strewn with garbage. But because nobody looks closely, almost nobody sees...A few rushes and sedges have decided to grow here, there's a clump of stubborn and stunted cattails, and there in the weeds, a thickety willow cradling a blackbird's nest.

Easy to love the pristine wilderness in distant preserves, but will someone love this abused and ugly place? Will someone be moved to protect the wild of the roadside ditch and vacant lot as passionately as they protect the primeval forest?

Easy to see the importance of the Amazon rainforest for the very air in our lungs, but who will see the moss that grows between the bricks in the wall of their run-down apartment and realize, It is your oxygen that I breathe?

I read a paper one time suggesting that, even though the idea of monoculture is harmful through its influence on agricultural practice, monoculture does not actually exist, because in practice the weeds prevent it from becoming a reality.

I was thinking of that again, and wondering what it would be like if the weeds actually obeyed us...

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*grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you* don’t EVER say it’s so over. it’s not over. There’s hope. It’s not over for the flowers that get paved over because they grow through the cracks in the concrete, stronger than ever. It’s not over for the moths on a soot-blackened tree because they will grow black wings and evade predators faster than ever. It’s not over for the tree that gets chopped down because it will survive off nutrients from its root neighbors and keep holding on. It’s not over because it’s hard. There’s hope. There’s hope. There’s hope.

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Timely reminder that an important part of maintaining morale and hope during conflict or times of crisis is motivational messaging.

There are entire departments dedicated to entertainment and uplifting messages for armed forces, medical personnel, and all kinds of workers in high-stress or high-risk job fields. There's a reason that motivational posters and silly shirts and cute greeting cards and desktop tchotchkes are a thriving industry. It's the same mentality behind passing funny memes around with your squad - Here Is Something To Brighten Your Day.

So the next time somebody puts you down for signal-boosting a charity or posting a news article or reblogging a motivational post about antifascism instead of "getting off your ass," just know that you are in fact doing important work to maintain the morale of the people around you, and the movement needs that positivity propaganda every bit as much as we need to keep calling our legislators and preserving information from data purges.

Maybe we can't all be Boots On The Ground. But we can all be A Call To Action. And ask anyone who's ever run any kind of org or campaign - THAT SHIT MAKES A DIFFERENCE.

If our efforts did not make a difference, if they were truly pointless in the face of inevitabiity, then the Republication Administration would not be trying SO DAMN HARD to convince us that they are.

Keep fighting the good fight, friends and neighbors. Do not comply in advance. Do not give up. Do what you can where you can, when you can, and however you can. Every little bit of resistance helps and anything that helps is NOT a wasted effort.

While we breathe, we have hope.

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hey. hey, you. person feeling overwhelmed by The Fucking Everything Right Now: go check your library's events page. go sign up for a craft/class/bookclub. go do it. go find something positive to put on your calendar to look forward to as a touchstone of good in the immediate future.

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the world isn’t so bad. it has you in it, after all.

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Someday your hands will be old and wrinkled, the skin spotted and bunching over your knuckles. And a child will watch you make something. It's a simple task, you'll have done it a thousand times before. But to that child, the smooth, confident way your hands move will seem like impossible magic. You have to keep living.

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i saw ur garlic post and see people telling you its easy to grow and i need to tell you they are lying to you. if you want anything useable out of planted store cloves. garlic as a plant HATES competing and LOVES nutrients and full sun it needs so so so much compost and fertilizer and you need to plant it pretty far apart or itll rust early. unless you have really loose black earth you're gonna need to buy well draining soil for it. the cloves will rot if the soil is too wet or clay but if it goes a week dry itll stunt its growth amazingly. most people who say growing garlic is "easy" have beds they have already composted into. its one of those plants where if you havent already prepared a fertile compost bed for it then its going to be a very stunted plant and u will get a bulb the size of ur thumb. and sometimes even when you think you did everything right and its got a long green shoot & gave you scrapes you will pull it out of the ground and see it tricked you and never grew past grape size anyway. this plant has wronged me

normally with asks like these i would just nod and internalize the info and move on without publishing it but i can't bear the thought of this passionate wall of text being lost to the void. i didn't know garlic could inspire emotions this strong

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Rust and moss

I'm still experiencing with the vegetation, it's quite the challange to not make it so very plasticky. I will upload other variations of this artwork.

I thank my beloved mutual @merlinsniece for filling my notifications with lovely messages in the tags. Gave me a great push to draw in my freetime.

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tracyverdugo

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animals eat the garden

This is a comic for @spinachwrap who kindly donated to the Palestine Children’s Relief Fund, and prompted “animals eating the garden.”

my unceasing gratitude and appreciation to everyone who donated, supported myself and the cause, and helped. Other comics are here.

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