Thirty something Mexican Curious. Se habla español. Atea, roja, feminista, duermevelas, lectora. Books, reading, movies, feminism, photography, illustration, cats +
My mom always loved flowers. Her African violets were one of her favourites.
She had a lot, always full of flowers.
But for some reason, the last ones she had just wouldn’t bloom at all. We tried changing them to different places, all. And nothing, no flowers.
But look at then now. It’s as if they were sleeping and now they woke up. It’s as if my mom is in each one of those beautiful flowers.
I think the Tooth Fairy will visit my baby Eureka tonight :3
Cap i cua, capicúa.
Ugly building, lovely view.
La vista desde los juzgados del TSJDF:
El Palacio de Bellas Artes y el Hemiciclo a Juárez con la Alameda Central detrás.
My pretties! :3
An ordinary night turns into a magical night when your night blooming cereus gives you two amazing flowers
Pues aunque llovió y aún llovía, Eureka y yo nos escapamos al parque ^_^
Today in my garden.
A mimosa pudica flower, sage flower, those beautiful bells I don’t know the name of, rust and moss, azaleas, esqueleto (Philodendron Pertusum), cilantrillo (Adiantum Capillus-Veneris), daisies!