Kawazu Zakura blooming in town ( 河津桜祭り).
Kyoto, Japan.
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Kawazu Zakura blooming in town ( 河津桜祭り).
Kyoto, Japan.
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Magical Vision
does anyone else just absolutely crave the gray, gloomy autumn weather where the sky is overcast and the air feels like rain, where you can sit in your windowsill with a cup of hot tea and candles burning, and the deep gray of the sky contrasts with the fiery orange and bright yellows of the trees? where the air smells like wet leaves and it's cool outside, you can put on your favorite sweater and go for a walk in the light misting rain?
because i sure do.
i crave this shit!! and it's only july
Dream cabin on a remote forested clifftop on the east coast of Canada
© Canadian Castaway
Dream a little dream of me
eventide
all I want is here
by Denny Bitte
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“ come, wayward souls … ”
My first time painting (anything really) roses.
His heart quietly rang in the dusk
I just want to wander a thorn-covered castle by candlelight, write you love letters as a storm thunders outside, and drink red wine as I read poetry by the fire.