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abouquetofthanks: monday bouquet: 1. Thanks for: Time and how it changes me. What a wonder to really live out being “rebuilt from ruins” and “reborn from ashes.” You take my mourning and turn it...
abouquetofthanks: Absolutely true. I remember this most when I ride my bike or go for a run or even stroll downtown. Perspective is always something to be thankful for.
abouquetofthanks: thanks for: the wisdom and perspective that comes with age. makes me appreciate every future birthday already. categoryerror: Thank you, Adrienne Rich
thethankfullist: Live your adventure. Go out into the world and be daring. Start fresh or take an idea to the next level. Travel abroad or look for new places in your town. Whether big or small...
Thanks for: this guy. Bike rides. Sauvignon blanc. French food. Perfect weather. Happiest girl alive
thanks for: scrambled cheese eggs and a glass of almond milk. (Taken with instagram)
pt.5: shelf made with vintage ladder & shudders. (Taken with instagram)
pt.4: masculine desk + details. (Taken with instagram)
Yes, that’s a civil war pistol.
pt.3: historic reproductions of weapons. (Taken with instagram)
joys of antiquing, pt.2: vintage typewriter (Taken with instagram)
joys of antiquing, pt. 1: shelves of old cameras. (Taken with instagram)
“Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by. Now overlap the sundials with your shadows, and on the meadows let the wind go free. Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine; grant them a few...
theclotheshorse: woolly bear print by julia pott
thepostitnoteproject: left in paris. awesome.
bikesandbabes: yin of pangcakes.
calivintage: photo by turned out. want: oversized sweaters with a tousled pony tail.
theclotheshorse: all of the other boys are a waste of time by julia pott i love this print.
“Being in a couple is hard and committing, making sacrifices, it’s hard, but if it’s the right person then it’s easy. Looking at that girl and knowing she’s all you really want out of life, that...
“My room and this vastness, awake over the darkening land,— are one. I am a string, stretched tightly over wide ranging resonances. Things are violin-bodies full of murmuring darkness: in it dreams...
modcloth: Get cycle chic with our latest collection, Bicycle Belles! this is the best news of the day!
calivintage: roz of clothes, cameras and coffee. mm.
wearedeadpaper: they told us we were nothing but hands and feet, and tired lungs. made of dust, destined to return. but we are more, yes, we are each distinct souls. they told us to forget the past...
bikesandbabes: street style by the locals. this chick is killing it. love the yellow strappy wedge sandals.
theclotheshorse: kiel mead rings. awesome. i never want jewelry, but i really love these.
“Breath, you invisible poem! Steady sheer exchange between the cosmos and our being. Counterpoise in which I rhythmically become. Single wave whose gradual sea I am; sparest of all possible seas—...
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.” - Sylvia Plath (via inherwar) truth.
theclotheshorse: the velvet bird tulle dress and a boat hat. win.
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