Status Updates From The Woodlanders

“He looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and leggings dyed with fruit stains, his hands clammy with the sweet juice of apples, his hat sprinkled with pips, and everywhere about him that atmosphere of cider (...)“ 🙂‍↕️

someone get my girl out of this!!!

everyone is silly

hintock girls.. brujitas! 😁

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Stop using the word reticulated. You have used it too many times.

meet cute idea: you’re a victorian doctor. i’m a young lady. i come to your house to beg you to let my very old servant live her last days in peace and not force her to keep to the promise that she would let you keep her brain for science after she dies.. what could go wrong

this is not hard to read but it may not be for Emilys on a newborn sleep schedule