(via sslowseed)
(Source: e-e-r-i-n-e-s-s)
My grandmothers were strong.
They followed plows and bent to toil.
They moved through fields sowing seed.
They touched earth and grain grew.
They were full of sturdiness and singing.
My grandmothers were strong.
My grandmothers are full of memories
Smelling of soap and onions and wet clay
With veins rolling roughly over quick hands
They have many clean words to say.
My grandmothers were strong.
Why am I not as they?
—margaret walker, lineage.
(Source: black-poetry)
Purple sands of Pfeiffer Beach, located in Andrew Molera State Park, Big Sur, California. Manganese garnet, washed down from the hillside above, gives Pfeiffer Beach its distinctive purple sand.
(by sasha cresdee)
made an actual knitted cocoon!!!! (will take real photos next week)
(via ghostparties)
…`My Movie
