
Everyday I wake up and open my blinds to these palm fronds.
Ostensibly, this is about art and Centa Schumacher.
HECATE | [listen here] [download here]| (a mix for the woman shaded in darkness, cloaked by the moon, her night, her ghosts, with death beneath her nails)i. ghost song - air | ii. elegy - bearcubs | iii. dark fruit - alligator indian | iv. melissa juice - boards of canada | v. goth creep - catamaran | vi. widow - chelsea wolfe | vii. gallows - cocorosie | viii. soft skin - cosmetics | ix. if i had a heart - fever ray | x. sever - iamamiwhoami | xi. amenamy - purity ring | xii. holy holy - wye oak | xiii. leading to death - polica
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Everyday I wake up and open my blinds to these palm fronds.

Growing up I was fascinated by the manuka, I short shrub with rose-like flowers. I would pick them and put them in my little ponies’ hair.
This plant is from New Zealand, where Captain Cook once used the flowers to make tea.

(photos by Centa Schumacher)

Hibiscus flowers are beautiful and make a righteous tea, but to be honest they weren’t really among my favorite flowers until my honeymoon in Mexico. One of the guys working at the hotel where were were staying showed us that iguanas love to snack on the flowers.

Now every time I see them I think of this little dude, who I must have given almost 10 flowers to over the week I was there.
(photos by Centa Schumacher)

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Feeling like this guy quite a bit right now. It’s like I have a school hangover. I’ve had a good semester, but I’m ready for a little bit of a break. Let’s take one, shall we?
Have a great holiday season!