the cycle of life
Claire Keane

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if i look back, i am lost
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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the cycle of life
If you’re reading this… congratulations, you survived Ray Bradbury’s Doomsday!
“‘Today is August 4, 2026,’ said a second voice from the kitchen ceiling…”
-Ray Bradbury, “There Will Come Soft Rains”
Today is August 4th, 2026–the day that Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” is based on. I have included the short story below for anyone desiring to read it. Please feel free to let me know what you think in the comments! Happy doomsday;)
Art credits: “House Fire” by beccastadtlander (Etsy)
First edition hardcover of Magic Gardens: A Symbolic Rendering of Angelic Communion with Man Through the Medium of Flowers (1944) by Corinne Heline
Stand-out graves from my last cemetery visit
summer wishes
joni mitchell, green tea, dark chocolate, afternoon thunderstorms, green skies, rainer maria rilke, wildflowers, knitting, sheep, kiwi, bookstores, public libraries, new pens, cuckoo clocks, campfire smoke, deer, dried figs, old cars, scuffed knees, messy hair, late night facetimes, scratched bikes, jan brett, old mugs, rosemary, earl grey, reading outside, moths, fireflies, midnight movie theatres, 24 hour rain, periwinkle, fountains, steam, country music, mint leaves, owls, house slippers, crimson, singing, americanos, cheese and jam, lemon, no perfume, fairy houses, dirt under fingernails, silly rap songs, lavender, voice memos, hard and fast sunsets, road trips, evening runs, kicking rocks, tarot, stuffed animals, empty trains, documentaries, open windows, cursive, fresh laundry, driving barefoot, shadows, seagulls, hoodies, peeling vegetables, picnics, sea salt, rewatching movies, UV 8
rewatching little house on the prairie = therapy
Winter Landscape, by Caspar David Friedrich
snow on snow on snow
"𝐒𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞."
- The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn 1884; by Mark Twain. Illustration, 1985, by Barry Moser.
𝔦 𝔞𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔢𝔭
lay me down where the greenery stings, please?
why is everyone reading east of eden all of a sudden? (no complaints)
“Because the question for me was always whether that shape we see in our lives was there from the beginning or whether these random events are only called a pattern after the fact. Because otherwise we are nothing.”
― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses