blueberry mint


Twinings® Green Tea Berry Mint Julep, non-alcoholic version (top picture), and alcoholic version (bottom picture), from the Berry Basket booth available during the Epcot International Flower & Garden Festival.

Chocolate apple pie oats {oats, @pressedjuices choc almond milk, grated apple, molasses, coconut sugar, cinnamon} topped with everything you can imagine {strawbs, bananas, dates, raspberries, blueberries, nuts, chia, tahini, mint, coconut} and more juices to be devoured after…
My Sunday morning is good thanks 😏✨
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Having a favorite flavor of chapstick, and coincidentally, it is your favorite turtle’s favorite too ;)

RAPHAEL’s would definitely be cherry or raspberry. Cherry in chapstick is spicy, and raspberry very sweet. When you wear either, he always takes it as an invitation to kiss you. Pretty much, he’ll be wearing it too by the end of the day 😏.

LEONARDO’s is blueberry or mint. Mint is invigorating and generally tastes good, so he has no problem stealing kisses when you least expect it. Blueberry is the one that drives him nuts. If your wearing it, he can’t gelp himself, he’ll be having your private attention for the rest of the day.

DONATELLO’s is sprite or pear. Sprite is a fun drink and he enjoys it, as he does you, and the combination of the two makes him *very* happy. Pear may seem weird but he’s always liked it as a fruit. It’s subtly sweet and juicy, dare i say it, just like you. He really doesn’t care which one, just as long as he gets to kiss you.

MIKEY’s is no doubt orange and cotton candy. Lets face it, Mikey’s always been an orange type of guy. He is absolutely ecstatic when you wear *his flavor*. Cotton candy is pure sugar, and by extension, very sweet. His angelcakes is always sweet to him, so he has no problem picking you up and planting a big kiss on you 💛.


Karasuno parental unit at their best.

2nd years are in their rebel phase and just keep on tormenting uncle Asahi when no one is looking

erianka said to i-like-to-look-at-your-back:

Pallette 46 pls~ 8D And the word ‘Blueberry Mint’! (could you draw some more Daisuga >w<? I swear, you draw the most adorable Daisuga) Thank you!

perd-son-temps said to i-like-to-look-at-your-back:

palette 55 and… Hum…. Plane ! ^^


Fresh, crispy watermelon, topped with frozen raspberries, blueberries, mint & a little bit of passion 😉 A taste of summer on this grey spring day xx


I’ve been working on a pond over the weekend. The ground here always appeared wet. So when I dug it I might have found an natural spring I am not too sure yet, time will tell. I built up the ground using old clothes of natural material, paper, wood, old bricks and rocks. Then covered it all with the earth dug up from the pond. Above it I planted a small oak tree, hawthorn, hedge cuttings, broadbeans, wild garlic, wild mustard and water mint. Around it I have put in some blueberries. Hidden underneath the stones is an overflow pipe.


Bastion Bourbon

I’ve been hearing about Bastion for a while, mostly from the tumblr grapevine. The art style looks positively charming, the gameplay appears rather straight-forwards, and with a protagonist named ‘the Kid’, it’s hard to forget. I may have to break my rule of ‘playing one game and nothing else until I’m sick of it and can’t look at it for three months’ to give Bastion a try.

-MJ and K

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The Signs as EOS Lip Balms

Aries: Watermelon
Taurus: Strawberry Sorbet
Gemini: Passion Fruit
Cancer: Vanilla Mint
Leo: Vanilla
Virgo: Honeysuckle HoneyDew
Libra: Coconut Milk
Scorpio: Lemon Drop
Sagittarius: Summer Fruit
Capricorn: Medicated Tangerine
Aquarius: Sweet Mint
Pisces: Blueberry Acai

he is always on the other side of your heartbeat.
a persistence, a pestilence.
the walls in your chest rotting away.
the walls in your chest peeling.
a panic.
he is not allowed to get his golden hands around your heart.
he is not allowed-

that first night, black thread unspooling at your touch.
that first night, hounds.
he is not a body, but he is a boy.
he is your boy.

time unravels in your fingers and you take each moment apart with your teeth.
chew, swallow.
do not think about how much longer.
do not think.

the howling won’t quiet, time keeps forcing itself through your lips.
you stick your fingers in your ears.
you stick your fingers down your throat.

time spills from your mouth- blueberries, mint, honey, orange sunsets, the entire night sky.

take it back, you scream.
take it all back, let me start over.
it wasn’t enough.
it wasn’t enough.

he will go softly into the dark.
he will go softly and

that’s all there is.

—  MORIBUND, kat excelsors