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[ 10.05.16 • 5/100 DAYS OF PRODUCTIVITY ]
currently studying some chemistry, but here’s a glimpse of the geog notes I’ve been doing so far for weather and climate : D just so happened that fof the exam today the essay questions were pretty much identical to the ones our teacher gave to us as practice :“)
my exams end on friday so I’ll try to start posting as soon as I can after that~
Good luck to everyone having their exams! :)

Five Weather'd Nails (A Vernal Charm)

Five Weather’d Nails

A snail shell, a cloister, a labyrinth of life
its essence made of distillation, propagation, strife.

Three rabbit bones a stream did cross, never a fallow hare
six times a raven circl’d the heath, calling in despair.

“Bind it thrice for heathen earth, thrice for death’s embrace
tie it now for new born life, thrice for winter’s disgrace.”

A handful of mugwort dried, from summer’s recent past
that burns upon the censer, brings the visions we have cast.

Five weather’d nails, through autumn sleet and winter hail
that call to the fire in the sky, let vernal birth avail!

“Bind it thrice for heathen earth, thrice for death’s disgrace
tie it now for new born life, thrice for spring’s embrace.”


Japan by Dainis Matisons
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This Sam Spade radio play is dreadful and kind of hilarious. His secretary Effie just asked how bad the storm he’d weathered had been, and his reply was “Restrain your feminine curiosity!”

what the fuck dude, that’s a weirdly unnecessary joke even for antique misogyny

The Heater

this was born out of the idea that Harry and I would never be able to stop bickering over the cold and also that lingerie is strictly a warm weather luxury. 

You’d bought it on a whim a few weeks ago and you’re nearly surprised when the package finally arrives, almost completely having forgotten. LA had managed to drop 30 degrees overnight it seemed and now that pretty something waiting in your package seems less than appealing. Still, when you get back inside and see that Harry’s still preoccupied up in the attic you can’t help but try it on.

The soft baby pink lace feels like butter between your fingers as you rip away the many layers of tissue covering it. It’s a bodysuit, nipped in at the waist with a low low low dip down the center to showcase one of Harry’s favorite places to land more than a few well placed kisses on your body. It’s gorgeous, but it leaves your arms and legs tragically bare and even though it’s afternoon and the sun is still peeking out a bit you’re freezing. You hop with ice cold toes back across the tile floor to the bedroom and strip quickly out of the ensemble, pulling on leggings and Harry’s Packers jumper instead.

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On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Summary: You and Castiel bake and decorate christmas cookies together

Warnings: none - Words: 1k+

12 Days Of Christmas Masterpost

This is part three of my Cas x Reader ‘12 Days of Christmas’ series for @waywardlullabies‘s challenge! Day 3: Scarves + Christmas cookies

The next day, thankfully, wasn’t so cold.

It wasn’t warm, by any means, but one degree above freezing sure felt like a win in comparison to the weather you’d been having.

You figured you could probably go out without your nose dropping off with frostbite, so once you’d changed out of your ridiculously comfortable gingerbread pyjamas, you pulled on your fluffy socks and slipped your feet into a pair of boots.

“Where are you going?” Castiel asked as you were lacing them up.

“Just to the store,” you told him, standing up and retrieving your leather jacket from the closet, putting it on over your sweater, “Get some supplies, don’t know how the weather’s gonna hold up.”

You smiled as he got out of bed, still wearing his pyjamas.

“Plus,” you added, your hands finding his hips, “These pyjamas are making me wanna make cookies.”

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O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                        But O heart! heart! heart!
                           O the bleeding drops of red,
                              Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                 Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                        Here Captain! dear father!
                           This arm beneath your head!
                              It is some dream that on the deck,
                                You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                        Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                           But I with mournful tread,
                              Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                 Fallen cold and dead.

—  Walt Whitman, “Oh Captain! My Captain!”


So as many of you know, Sean tweeted this, what could it possibly mean? Season 6? Even if Ciro would want only 5 seasons, maybe he changed his mind, seeing just how beloved his creation became such a success, things and minds do change, we must hold that in mind. 

Now this may be season 6, or this could just be specials on the way, who knows. Hopefully in time our questions will be answered. Either way, I know he isnt talking about season 5 because they were done with season 5 a few months back. ((correct me if Im wrong about that))

Im definately excited, and anxious, because now this gives me a little hope that our beloved show isnt over just yet. weather it’d be another season, or just specials. So whos excited? Or just freaking out? Lol Just me? okay xD

Just Donnie representing my internal freaking out here, dont mind me >3>


December, in Scotland :) by Fiona McRae
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this was taken on the 4th of December, DECEMBER - who would have thought that you’d get weather like this in winter? And only a mile down the road in the glen, it was white with thick frost, every single blade of grass was frozen in time.

The wonderful weather of Scotland 

Fools Weather? F’d Up Weather!

I ran tonight’s 5.5 miles in shorts and a t-shirt. It’s the middle of February. In Minnesota.

I still don’t feel quite like myself while running - probably just a hang over from giving blood last week. The forecast calls for snow on Friday, maybe a lot. That would be great if it’s true but I’m trying not to get my hopes up.

For @bullysquadess a.k.a. @miracusims

I present Volpina!Piper 

Thanks for everything you do for the ML fandom! <3 I hope this cheers you up :D