Anonymous asked
Well you didn't save any animals because they weren't being specifically killed for you Hun. Its nature. If you don't wanna eat them or use their products don't that's cool but don't shame others

vegan-hippie:

um actually they are according to the laws of demand and supply within a market economy HUN (a member of a warlike Asiatic nomadic people)

Boom.

heaveninawildflower:

The Constellations for September and October. Illustration from ‘The Constellations and How to Find Them’ by William Peck. Published 1887 by Silver, Burdett & Co
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heaveninawildflower:

The Constellations for September and October. Illustration from ‘The Constellations and How to Find Them’ by William Peck. Published 1887 by Silver, Burdett & Co

archive.org

reclusieve:


There’s a species of solitary mason bees that make these pretty little nests for their larvae out of flower petals.

how can you not enjoy insects

reclusieve:

There’s a species of solitary mason bees that make these pretty little nests for their larvae out of flower petals.

how can you not enjoy insects

(Source: davidbyrne)

wapiti3:

The mushroom book : a popular guide to the identification and study of our commoner Fungi, with special emphasis on the edible varieties / By Marshall, Nina L. on Flickr.

Publication info Garden City, N. Y. :Doubleday, Page,1910, c1905.
Contributing Library:
Cornell University Library
BioDiv. Library
The Plates are reproductions of photographs and hand colored

libutron:

Marasmius pulcherripes

Marasmius pulcherripes (Marasmiaceae) is a beautiful little mushroom with a pleated pink cap and a wiry, blackish stem. Often grows in conifer woods, though it is also found under hardwoods.

This mushroom has been reported from Eastern North America (Canada and the United States), Panama and Japan.

References: [1]

Photo credit: ©E. Esquivel Rios | Locality: Panama (2014)

tinyhousedarling:

jenhominid:

The Alnwick Poison Garden is pretty much what you’d think it is: a garden full of plants that can kill you (among many other things). Some of the plants are so dangerous that they have to be kept behind bars. [x]

This place is at the top of my “must see before dead” list.

This makes me sad. I wanna go.

(Source: bregma)

3-26-14

I longed to be drawn in your spotted countenance,
With frustrated grace,
For only volatile lines provide shelter for muddled worth,
But you had come to me along an edge,
From which I was already clamoring beneath,
Half cleansed by its virile waters,
But ensnared by projection,
That I laid at your feet in staunch ornament,
Seeing them as bemoaning to mine,
And began again along that same periphery,
Assured of circumvention,
But the patterns that engendered me to you became blurred,
And split with chaotic dexterity,
For even the most lateral of progressions share no common end,
And as travelers your path could not be mine,
Nor could we exist in coupled stagnation,
And in this I fled from your face,
And took to your hands,
Where I feigned solace in their extension from you
And in their primary assertions,
As I had in the breath that brought my name from your lips,
And drew me from my own.
And within this dejection
I’ll ever be loved by lesser men,
For in their construction of me I’ll linger,
And delineate only mired connection.
An arcane endearment of flesh and beguiled understanding,
That in you became heavy with circumstance,
And fell from your eyes,
But I had returned to that which we had shared,
And took up my passage once again,
And claimed as my own the want of clarity,
Knowing now that I need only be drawn in earth and moon and bone,
An assemblage of matter imbued with intrinsic beauty.