Oh for a book and a shady nook.

I like to read books and drink tea, preferably at the same time.

[lecataste]

Michael Finkel | The Stranger in The Woods | 2017

[books-breathe]

Latest musical obsession: Fleetwood Mac

[renamonkalou]

[boonesfarmsangria]

Crack-Up released today June 16 2017

[books-breathe]

I haven’t held a brand new Fleet Foxes album in my hands for about 6 years.

It came in the mail a couple of days ago, and now I finally have the chance to listen properly. My headphones are on, and I feel like I’ve entered a dream.

Nothing compares to this. Sitting on my bed, listening to these new notes, melodies, harmonies, and lyrics rise and build out of the silence, shift and change in unexpected ways. There are new images conjured in my mind, new snatches of melodies that my mind repeats over and over during the day. I can already feel them nestling comfortably into empty cracks and spaces in my head.

With Fleet Foxes music, there’s so much going on. Years and years after first listening to a song, I’m still discovering certain elements that I hadn’t noticed before. I know the same will happen with these songs. There’s so much here. It fills me with such a deep sense of joy to know I have all of these songs to re-listen to over and over again.

I had the privilege of seeing them live in Sydney, a few weeks ago. It was magical.

I always remember feeling so disappointed in 2012 when I belatedly realised that they had played at the 2011 Falls Festival and had Melbourne sideshows. I was but ‘a child in the ivy then’ (I Am All That I Need/Arroyo Seco/Thumbprint Scar), and didn’t really consider that I would ever be able to see them live. I don’t think the thought passed my mind. Besides, I hadn’t registered that going to music concerts was something that I could do, too. Back then, I was so close to realising how important they were to me.

This time round, I was ready. I booked tickets the day they came out. It was essential. I gave no second thought to flying to Sydney to see them (on a very modest wage).

I remember how surreal it was when Robin sung the first line. His recorded voice is so familiar to me, and it was bizarre to know that this time, it was real and live and he was right there.

I can’t really write anything here that will do proper justice to the deep sense of connection I feel towards this band. It sounds clichéd, I know, but their music has become part of who I am. Certain places, feelings, memories, are inextricably associated with certain songs melodies, imagery, notes. When I was in year twelve and stressed with school, I remember going for long walks by myself after dinner on summer evenings. Just myself, Fleet Foxes, and quiet fields to walk through. Five years later, I still feel that same magic.

(via Thoughts: Fleet Foxes - 'Crack-Up')

[grrrlmusic]

Third of May / Odaigahara | Fleet Foxes

[stevelisteningtorecords]

Fleet Foxes 2017

[english-idylls]

[ma-demoiselle-cherie]

From Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (1813).

[sonsuzlugunicindekibirhic-deact]

[seasonscozy]

🍂

[leahberman]

My meadowlark sing to me

Diamond Valley Lake, California

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[fawksianfella]

This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to realize it’s going to be a long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via fawksianfella)

[shanology]

People are talking about a miracle. I’m hearing about a nightmare. It’s hard to be a parent tonight for a lot of us. You tell your kids, “Don’t be a bully.” You tell your kids, “Don’t be a bigot.” You tell your kids, “Do your homework and be prepared.” And then you have this outcome, and you have people putting children to bed tonight, and they’re afraid of breakfast. They’re afraid of, “How do I explain this to my children?” I have Muslim friends who are texting me tonight saying, “Should I leave the country?” I have families of immigrants that are terrified tonight. This was many things. This was a rebellion against the elites, true, it was a complete reinvention of politics and polls, it’s true. But it was also something else. We talk about race, I mean, we’ve talked about everything *but* race tonight. We’ve talked about class, we’ve talked about income, we’ve talked about reason. We haven’t talked about race. This was a whitelash. This was a whitelash against a changing country. It was a whitelash against a black president, in part. And that’s the part where the pain comes. And Donald Trump has a responsibility tonight to come out and reassure people that he *is* going to be the president of the all the people who he insulted and offended and…and brushed aside. Yeah, when you say you want to take your country back, you’ve got a lot of people who feel that we’re not represented well, either. But we don’t want to feel that someone has been elected by throwing away some of us to appeal more deeply to others. So, this is a deeply painful moment tonight. I know it’s not just about race, there’s more going on than that. But race is here too and we’ve got to talk about it.

Van Jones, near tears on CNN

This was a whitelash.

(via shanology)

This is when I started crying, and I haven’t really stopped since.

(via liamdryden)

[grace--upon--grace]

Ryan Brien

[bon----voyage]

[wanderthewood]

La Push, Washington by vashnic

[city-of-fiction]

‘If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.’  ~ Marcus Tullius Cicero

[books-breathe]

Just over two weeks until I depart the country again for UK and US adventures. In just over two weeks I’ll be wandering around London again. I imagine it will feel like no time has passed at all.