From Savannah
A collection of thoughts, notes, and miscellaneous happenstance.
(Source: fearmyleopardstyle, via autumndreaming)
seeing blue
Staircase of the Giants
(Robert-Bourassa Generating Station, QC)
Savanna(h) Sunset
…I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
—“The Wasteland,” T.S. Eliot
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
—Anais Nin
(Source: kari-shma, via quote-book)
Moose
“There was nothing to hold on to
so we let it go.”
Idaho
the middle of nowhere
The edge of the world.
done so soon.
Those who are heartless once cared too much.
—Unknown
love elephants
in Flander’s Fields
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