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— ❝Festivais e vendavais❞ (halfhope)
✎ capa feita em 10/12/2022
✎ capa feita por minsuny
Polish Artist Dawid Planeta Illustrates His Fight Against Depression In Mysterious Dark Paintings
How to color eggs with onion shells.
This must be the most beautiful DIY tutorial I have ever seen. And it so happens to be in style of this weekend. Found on Ulicam, a very nice blog by Ulrika Kestere, photographer and illustrator. For the whole tutorial and lot’s of inspiration, click here.
Re: Liminal Rest Stops
This actually reminds me of a place I stopped in while driving from Bucks County to Erie in Pennsylvania.
It was a hotel up on top of a hill, with a little diner across the parking lot. There were very few cars besides mine, which I thought was odd since it was the middle of the day.
I went into the diner and ordered a coffee, just to refuel for the next leg of the trip, and…out of nowhere, I got really nervous. The place was too quiet. No patron chatter, no waitstaff talking to each other, not even kitchen noise. The piped-in music was very faint, and it kept fading in and out.
I asked for my check, making up some excuse that I had just realized I was running later than I thought. The server, a young woman with really bright blue eyes, tried to convince me to stick around “just a little longer,” maybe order an entree, or some dessert. “Try the cherry pie, it’s homemade, and it’s really good!” When I politely refused, she frowned and disappeared into the back for my bill.
Ten minutes later, with no sign of her (or any other staff), I left cash on the table and booked it out of there. I didn’t feel right again until I was a good ten miles down the road.
On my way back, I looked for the exit again, just to convince myself that I’d been scaring myself. No exit, no signs for the hotel, no nothing. Thinking about it, I couldn’t even remember the name of the hotel, or the diner. I haven’t been back that way since.
I’m still not convinced that I didn’t wander into some sort of weird slip-space or something. I’m just glad I left when I did. And that I didn’t order the pie.