
Sidsel Oba, Norway.

Sidsel Oba, Norway.
“On a popular level there was often little difference between a fairy and an angel, saint, ghost, or devil.”
It simply bears repeating.
— Emma Wilby, on spirit belief in
Early Modern
Britain: Cunning Folk and Familiar Spirits.

Judy Garland in an early wardrobe test for The Wizard of Oz (1939).
I don’t know how to talk about the rabbit hole without accidentally inviting you to follow me down it.
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This hawk moth (most likely a Violet Gliding Hawk Moth (Ambulyx liturata, Sphingidae)) has been parasitized by an Akanthomyces fungus (probably Akanthomyces pistillariiformis), a Cordyceps anamorph peculiar to moths.
After killing the moth, the fungus then totally engulfs and embalms the corpse producing this macabre sight. (An entomopathogenic fungus is a fungus that can act as a parasite of insects and kills or seriously disables them.)
Pu’er, Yunnan, China.
by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr. See more Chinese insects and spiders on my Flickr site HERE
🌑
New Moon: beginnings,changes, hope, renewal, setting intentions
(perfect for spells, fresh starts, new relationships and projects).
🌘 Crescent Moon: transitions, momentum, taking actions, setting goals.
🌗 First Quarter Moon: growth, effort, self-expression, manifestation.
🌖 Gibbous Moon: evaluation, observance, meditation.
🌕 Full Moon: clarity, intuition, insight, wisdom.
🌔 Disseminating Moon: peak of intentions, reaping what you sow, the climax.
🌓 Last Quarter Moon: release, letting go, eliminating bad habits and toxic people, destruction.
🌘 Balsamic Moon: reflection, relaxation, meditation, recovery.

To go to bed and to wake up again day after day besides a woman, to lie in bed with our arms around each other and drift in and out of sleep, to be with each other—not as a quick stolen pleasure, nor as a wild treat—but like sunlight, day after day in the regular course of our lives. I was discovering all the ways that love creeps into life when two selves exist closely, when two women meet.

Cursèd plants of the Sunset District:
shriveled, possibly a tongue, full of snails. I’m certain that if I
touched this I would be sucked into a shadow dimension.

Rupi Kau. (via weheartit)