Officially 21 😬😬. Even though the day’s over, I wanted to post these photos.
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MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @LadyLures. The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @LadyLures. The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
Forwarded from The Heritage of Cherrilane.
The First Orchard Gate Of Cherrilanes:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Parents Figure (1985–1995)
• Aunty and Uncle (1996–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
• Youngest Line (2007–2011)
When twilight falls and the orchard glows, send the message to @cherrilaneebot and see who already tends the trees on the sweet taken list. The fields await thee, lantern in hand, laughter in heart — let the cherry gates open once more.
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilane. 🍒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Parents Figure (1985–1995)
• Aunty and Uncle (1996–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
• Youngest Line (2007–2011)
With all my heart, I, (your username), vow to honor the heart of Cherrilane Heritage.
With (your muse) as my chosen form, born in the year (your line), I offer my soul, my words, and my quiet loyalty to the home that lives through grace, art, and everlasting warmth.When twilight falls and the orchard glows, send the message to @cherrilaneebot and see who already tends the trees on the sweet taken list. The fields await thee, lantern in hand, laughter in heart — let the cherry gates open once more.
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilane. 🍒
Hi, Cherns! Long time no see, been stuck in the studio too long lol
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Forwarded from ㅤEyes of the Soul.
ㅤ "𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒𝘖𝘜𝘛" 𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘜𝘔
𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘉𝘈𝘊𝘒 𝘐𝘐𝘐
ㅤ Until you break 5,6,7,8 👊🏻
✨ — 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴.
🎭 — 𝘈𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴.
🏁 — 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴.
Within the fracture of silence, resonance awakens. Neon bleeds into void; echoes rewrite their names upon the dark. Not a descent, but an ignition. What fades was never gone, only #WannaBeLikeCYE waiting to be reborn in static and steel. ⚒️
This is BLACKOUT not the fall of radiance, but the rebirth of everything once consumed by it.
𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚
ㅤ Until you break 5,6,7,8 👊🏻
Within the fracture of silence, resonance awakens. Neon bleeds into void; echoes rewrite their names upon the dark. Not a descent, but an ignition. What fades was never gone, only #WannaBeLikeCYE waiting to be reborn in static and steel. ⚒️
This is BLACKOUT not the fall of radiance, but the rebirth of everything once consumed by it.
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