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du vet du elsker meg.

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Rend Collective, where have you been all of my life!?

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#Stockholm: A new favorite. #latergram #Sweden Photo by @sepost.

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Today's anthem.

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I found myself down a rabbit hole of wonderfulness on Instagram earlier this monring and stumbled upon Johnnyswim. Best. Thing. Ever. I am in a musical wonderland.

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This.

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🌷🌺 #Girona #Catalonia #Spain 🇪🇸

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...that one time I spent Easter Weekend with @noko_anna & @junetangen in Suldal, Norway. #mylifeisawesome

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Okay, but seriously...

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Looking for some awesome new music? Look no further... Norwegian singer Bernhoft is groovy & fun. I dig him.

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Yes. All I have to say is... Yes. DuckTales - Saturday Morning Slow Jams (by ScottBradleeLovesYa)

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#springhassprung on #Karmøy!

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Where rowboats go to die. 🚣💀 #Åkrasanden (at Åkrasanden)

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These two finely-aged women fly for the first time in their lives. They are wonderful and hilarious and I want to be their friend. Never stop living! Never stop exploring! An & Ria's #First flight - the full film (by Vodafone Firsts)

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One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun--which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with the millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone's eyes.

― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

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"The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to the shore That water never did to land before." #RobertFrost

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Today seemed like a lovely day to bake a Pear & Cardamom Frangipane Tart. My apartment smells divine & the sun is shining. Needless to say, I'm one happy gal. 🍐+☀️=👸 #baking #pear #frangipane #tart #nomnomnom Sound yummy to you? Get the recipe here: http://pinkpatisserie.blogspot.no/2013/09/pear-and-cardamom-frangipane-tarts-and.html?m=1 (at The Nook)

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Do you feel like having your soul strummed today? Well, then, here ya go.