Zarathustra the cat with his life size portrait by Claude Monet.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
— E.E. Cummings
Just a few more photos of Levens Hall, arguably my favourite garden on Earth.
Sand under a microscope.
The world is weird, man. Weird and kinda beautiful.