This story is about the Baudelaires. And they are the sort of people who know that there’s always something. Something to invent, something to read, something to bite, and something to do, to make a sanctuary, no matter how small. And for this reason, I am happy to say, the Baudelaires were very fortunate indeed.
here are some photos of me noticing a wasp nest
1st pic : lookin good
2nd pic: being artsy and looking away (looking at wasp nest)
3rd pic: fully understanding that there is indeed a wasp nest
4th pic: me being outtie
this will ALWAYS be my favourite post on tumblr