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~ The Cozy Home ~
Cortile in Toscana, Italia.
Barbara Brigido
im finally reading so much again and having quiet little early morning walks and eating lots of fruit and writing in my journal and not being a lot on my phone and it feels sooooo nice 🥹
Double rainbow holding the storms back last night💪🏼
ENCHANTED Taylor Swift — The Eras Tour, Santa Clara, CA.
I must see new things and investigate them. I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds. I want to gaze with astonishment at moldy garden fences, I want to experience them all, to hear young birch plantations and trembling leaves, to see light and sun, enjoy wet, green-blue valleys in the evening, sense goldfish glinting, see white clouds building up in the sky, to speak to flowers. I want to look intently at grasses and pink people, old venerable churches, to know what little cathedrals say, to run without stopping along curving meadowy slopes across vast plains, kiss the earth and smell soft warm marshland flowers. And then I shall shape things so beautifully: fields of colour…
Egon Schiele, from a letter to Anton Peschka written 1910
One of the most painful experiences is realizing that love alone is not enough.
i wish i could scoop out all the words and stories inside my head with a butter knife and spread it onto a document and that was it
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