A visual journey through the things I find interesting.

 

americastestkitchen:

How To Make Boston Cream Cupcakes

Boston cream pie meets the Hostess cupcake in this delectable sweet. Get the step-by-step instructions here.

Baby fishies

My Apistogramma cacatuoides have babies. Hopefully some of them survive.

waltzforagirl:

This is what happens when you give me a day and an aquarium. I’m planning on going back in the fall with a much nicer (and borrowed) camera and getting even better things, but for now all I have the the photos.

 Teh pretties! 

Maurice Sendak, June 10, 1928 - May 8, 2012.
If you never, as a child, read Where The Wild Things Are or In The Night Kitchen, I would highly advise you to do so at the soonest opportunity.  Both books continued to live on past childhood; they weren’t relegated to a box in the attic with other childhood books, but instead kept a place on a bookshelf, to be enjoyed on a rainy or winter’s day, or whenever you wanted to take a moment to leap back to your childhood.  They’re books you handed down to your children, and your children’s children, tattered and worn (but ultimately loved).
“And [he] sailed back over a yearand in and out of weeksand through a day and into the night of his very own roomwhere he found his supper waiting for himand it was still hot.” 
Goodbye to a wonderful author.

Maurice Sendak, June 10, 1928 - May 8, 2012.

If you never, as a child, read Where The Wild Things Are or In The Night Kitchen, I would highly advise you to do so at the soonest opportunity.  Both books continued to live on past childhood; they weren’t relegated to a box in the attic with other childhood books, but instead kept a place on a bookshelf, to be enjoyed on a rainy or winter’s day, or whenever you wanted to take a moment to leap back to your childhood.  They’re books you handed down to your children, and your children’s children, tattered and worn (but ultimately loved).

“And [he] sailed back over a year
and in and out of weeks
and through a day
and into the night of his very own room
where he found his supper waiting for him
and it was still hot.”


Goodbye to a wonderful author.