You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of our grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children that we have taught our children that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves. All things are connected.
— Chief Seattle (via heartmindawakening)
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shannonwest:
funkysafari:
You can’t get much happier than a pig in muck, or so we are told.
But when this little piggy arrived in the farmyard she showed a marked reluctance to get her trotters dirty. While her six brothers and sisters messed around in the mire, she stayed on the edge shaking. It is thought she might have mysophobia - a fear of dirt.
Owners Debbie and Andrew Keeble were at a loss, until they remembered the four miniature wellies used as pen and pencil holders in their office. They slipped them on the piglet’s feet - and into the mud she happily ploughed. [x]
thought it was time for something happy on this miserable fucking blog
This is the best post on the internet. The internet can end now, it can finish. This is it. Pig in gumboots. living. their. dream.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4r47z2OX01r6bovho1_250.jpg)
