dreamy and lost

Love seeing little pawprints. So fucking magical. There was a little guy here.

[video description: a man playing saxophone in front of a large pipe. everything he plays echoes back through the pipe, resulting in a call-and-response type song. the person behind the camera claps along to the beat. end description.]

a reasonable society would base their entire economy around this

it’s so fricken windy that Jesus got fully picked up blown across the yard

wait I should clarify that this is about our über-cheap nativity set. our lord and savior did not, in fact, materialize in our front yard just to get tossed across it like a divine tumbleweed

Y’know the feeling when you’re walking through brambles and stepping over branches making a path for yourself in the woods and you’re just listening to the sounds of the forest and letting yourself feel small and a part of something much bigger and older and wiser than you? I want that.