adjoining;

Devon. Twenty-three years old. Has her eye on acreage in eastern New York and her mind on some sheep. At the moment, however, her life revolves around her dog and her workplace — and that's okay. Indiana. Better known as Indy. The herding-mix mutt of Devon's life. A project dog with a troubled start, who has exceeded all expectations. She's in love with her flirt pole and cows, but is petrified of chickens and children. It happens.

[eletheowl]

And she finds it difficult to believe - that a person would love her even when she isn’t trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.

Margaret Atwood (via eletheowl)

[spacebuns]

You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and the people you meet, a barrier thin as the glass of a mirror, you never come all the way out of the mirror; you stand, for the rest of your life, with one foot in this world and no one in another, where everything is upside down and backward and sad.

Wasted, Marya Hornbacher (via skeletonized)

[its-gonna-be-fun]

She knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.

Margaret Atwood (via takatsukishiori)

[adjoining-blog]

Faced with astronomical space and geological time, faced with the immense diversity of living forms, how can one ask of one particular kind of butterfly, “What good is it?” Often my reaction is to ask in turn, “What good are you?”

The Forest and the Sea, Marston Bates