Neil Gaiman everyone.
Musings of a ghost relearning how to live.
I haven’t been able to read any of my books lately and I believe it is contributing to my general decline in well-being. Books are my newfound escape when the anxiety crushes my spirit, the road becomes dark, and my mind stops dreaming. I just need a moment of rest, of clarity, of peace. Just to get everything together.
Broken ankles, tibia, and femur.
Frost Flowers are delicate, cotton-candy-like structures that need the perfect conditions to form. They occur when the temperature is right around freezing, and commonly appear on rotten, waterlogged plants. It has to freeze very gently because the water contained in the vessels and tubes of woody plants needs to freeze slowly, from the top to the bottom. If temperatures get too cold, the plant will freeze too quickly. As water is wicked up, the ice gets pushed out the top by forces not totally understood. The result is extruded sheets or ribbons of ice that look like frozen blooms attached to the vegetation.
Photo credit: Katie Solari
Water expands, pushes ice up and out. Still awesome.
It’s about being small. It’s about watching train-tracks
gleam golden in the midday sun, curving endlessly away
while you travel to who-knows-where, to home.
It’s about blurring out the edges of your body,
smudging away the dimples in your cheeks, softening
the corners of your…