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Flower: undergroundwubwubmaster: Flower bath relax time - idk how to make stuff look wet and at this point its too awkward to ask
Flower: undergroundwubwubmaster:

Flower bath relax time - idk how to make stuff look wet and at this point its too awkward to ask

undergroundwubwubmaster: Flower bath relax time - idk how to make stuff look wet and at this point its too awkward to ask

Flower: justcatposts: Pretty kitty with a flower crown
Flower: justcatposts:

Pretty kitty with a flower crown

justcatposts: Pretty kitty with a flower crown

Flower: catchymemes:Little girl teaching her cats how to draw a flower
Flower: catchymemes:Little girl teaching her cats how to draw a flower

catchymemes:Little girl teaching her cats how to draw a flower

Flower: Here’s a picture of a bumblebee butt and its little legs hanging out of a flower (via)
Flower: Here’s a picture of a bumblebee butt and its little legs hanging out of a flower (via)

Here’s a picture of a bumblebee butt and its little legs hanging out of a flower (via)

Flower: youngballoon: Flower Print Loose Adjustable Straps JumpsuitsCheck out HEREMore jumpsuits check out HERE20% OFF coupon code: tumblr-0405
Flower: youngballoon:

Flower Print Loose Adjustable Straps JumpsuitsCheck out HEREMore jumpsuits check out HERE20% OFF coupon code: tumblr-0405

youngballoon: Flower Print Loose Adjustable Straps JumpsuitsCheck out HEREMore jumpsuits check out HERE20% OFF coupon code: tumblr-0405

Flower: via: Sophie Gamand - flower power
Flower: via: Sophie Gamand - flower power

via: Sophie Gamand - flower power

Flower: A pug flower
Flower: A pug flower

A pug flower

Flower: She never let go of that flower
Flower: She never let go of that flower

She never let go of that flower

Flower: peachequi:Today I bought this beautiful flower, Azalea Indica 🌸
Flower: peachequi:Today I bought this beautiful flower,  Azalea Indica  🌸

peachequi:Today I bought this beautiful flower, Azalea Indica 🌸

Flower: bogleech: lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy … I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it
Flower: bogleech:

lynati:

movemequotes:

Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem.
On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish.
And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school.
The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it

bogleech: lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“G...

Flower: My grandma only had the flower one🤧
Flower: My grandma only had the flower one🤧

My grandma only had the flower one🤧

Flower: livelaughlovematters: This beautiful and exquisite Silver Carved Rose Flower Ring is the perfect gift for anyone! Brighten someone’s day with one of these! Perfect for any occasions! => AVAILABLE HERE <=
Flower: livelaughlovematters:
This beautiful and exquisite Silver Carved Rose Flower Ring is the perfect gift for anyone! Brighten someone’s day with one of these! Perfect for any occasions! 
=> AVAILABLE HERE <=

livelaughlovematters: This beautiful and exquisite Silver Carved Rose Flower Ring is the perfect gift for anyone! Brighten someone’s day...

Flower: electrifyingnight: imaghosttown: kradeiz: arrghigiveup: gale-of-the-nomads: notsomerryerry: chabbit: bulbasaur-propaganda: Growing up with your starters Artist:  esasi8794 / Twitter The captions are also really cute, although they mostly describe what’s in each photo: Bulbasaur: Somehow, nomming on my clothes… has become a weird habit of theirs. Venusaur: That hasn’t changed now that they’ve grown, but they’re very gentle. Charmander: It’s my first attempt, but I made a plushie so that he wouldn’t get lonely. Charizard: That plushie seems to be his favorite even now. Squirtle: Squirtle’s a bit timid and hides behind me at the smallest things. Blastoise: Looks like they’re scared of the first Pichu they’ve seen. You’re not really hiding! @noelle217 This is adorable They just posted some more! [source] And some more! “They like to fawn around like a spoiled kid between my arms”   “Since they got big, They’ve become bold.” “They hold my hands, playfully touching.”“He’s not obedient, he touches my hands when I sleep/nap.” “They seek attention when I’m sulking.”“Now they’re big, they do it unwaveringly, but, It’s a little cute…” “When they worry, they wrap (their tail) around things.”“Since becoming big, they’re restrained.”  “When it’s attention time, they take their place in my clothes.” “Uh,,, my clothes,, oh you’re so happy, well, in that case it’s good…” “They hold out a pretty flower for me.”“Today, they held out a (spring flower?) to me. Thanks!!”  Thank you for the updated translations!
Flower: electrifyingnight:

imaghosttown:


kradeiz:

arrghigiveup:

gale-of-the-nomads:

notsomerryerry:

chabbit:

bulbasaur-propaganda:

Growing up with your starters
Artist: 

esasi8794 / Twitter

The captions are also really cute, although they mostly describe what’s in each photo:
Bulbasaur: Somehow, nomming on my clothes… has become a weird habit of theirs.
Venusaur: That hasn’t changed now that they’ve grown, but they’re very gentle.
Charmander: It’s my first attempt, but I made a plushie so that he wouldn’t get lonely.
Charizard: That plushie seems to be his favorite even now.
Squirtle: Squirtle’s a bit timid and hides behind me at the smallest things.
Blastoise: Looks like they’re scared of the first Pichu they’ve seen. You’re not really hiding!



@noelle217 



This is adorable 

They just posted some more!
[source]

And some more! 

“They like to fawn around like a spoiled kid between my arms”   “Since they got big, They’ve become bold.”
“They hold my hands, playfully touching.”“He’s not obedient, he touches my hands when I sleep/nap.”
“They seek attention when I’m sulking.”“Now they’re big, they do it unwaveringly, but, It’s a little cute…”

“When they worry, they wrap (their tail) around things.”“Since becoming big, they’re restrained.” 
“When it’s attention time, they take their place in my clothes.” “Uh,,, my clothes,, oh you’re so happy, well, in that case it’s good…”
“They hold out a pretty flower for me.”“Today, they held out a (spring flower?) to me. Thanks!!” 



Thank you for the updated translations!

electrifyingnight: imaghosttown: kradeiz: arrghigiveup: gale-of-the-nomads: notsomerryerry: chabbit: bulbasaur-propaganda: Growi...

Flower: prudeghost: *a magical little dog and a magical little flower*
Flower: prudeghost:

*a magical little dog and a magical little flower*

prudeghost: *a magical little dog and a magical little flower*

Flower: First sign of Spring- The NJ state flower is popping up
Flower: First sign of Spring- The NJ state flower is popping up

First sign of Spring- The NJ state flower is popping up

Flower: soothe me, flower tea
Flower: soothe me, flower tea

soothe me, flower tea

Flower: soothe me, flower tea
Flower: soothe me, flower tea

soothe me, flower tea

Flower: This flower child only has “sacred sex”.
Flower: This flower child only has “sacred sex”.

This flower child only has “sacred sex”.

Flower: 365filmsbyauroranocte: Pale Flower (Masahiro Shinoda, 1964)
Flower: 365filmsbyauroranocte:


Pale Flower (Masahiro Shinoda, 1964)

365filmsbyauroranocte: Pale Flower (Masahiro Shinoda, 1964)

Flower: merristueller:Art nouveau flower shop, Brussels
Flower: merristueller:Art nouveau flower shop, Brussels

merristueller:Art nouveau flower shop, Brussels

Flower: Flower dude
Flower: Flower dude

Flower dude