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minna. november child. determined to live my cosiest life. ♥ old cinema, coffee & cafés, books & places with books, warmth, autumn colours, early mornings, adventure stories, j.r.r. tolkien, p.g. wodehouse, agatha christie's poirot, steve rogers, afternoon tea, trees and old forests, gramophones, dark chocolate, vintage fashion, antique houses, kind hearts & old souls.

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The Real Winnie the Pooh and Christopher Robin

In 1915 a black bear, rescued by a cavalry vet and named Winnipeg, was transported from Canada to live in London Zoo. Due to her gentleness she became the favourite attraction of many, including a little boy named Christopher Robin Milne. Christopher liked Winnipeg so much he was inspired to change the name of his own teddy bear to Winnie, and his father, in turn, was inspired to write Winnie-the-Pooh.

You can see the entire collection of characters from Winnie-the-Pooh in their original soft toy form here.

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Calling Cards

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“Listen. Pay attention. One day all the confusion will be over, all the torment and the unexplained, you will learn to live in the great absent-mindedness, that opens all doors and windows, so that the light can flow in and lead you away. Where? Do not ask where. Live your life, that is the answer. Don’t forget to remember, it leads you forward. You are still a child, you have such happy, attentive eyes. Don’t lose them. Be inquisitive. Pay attention. Do you promise?”

Bo Carpelan, tr. by David McDuff, from “Urwind,” published c. 1993 (x)

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The Shire, Hobbiton, Middle Earth by spacewolfgrace

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It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life.

J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring. (via starksren)

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Anna Chernyakova

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Life Is Just A Bowl Of Cherries, Jack Hylton & Pat O’Malley

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I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless. Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia? Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

Mary Oliver

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You have to start noticing things. The direction of the rays of sunshine, how it touches and warms your skin; the sway of a leaf in a mild breeze; the simple beauty of the flowers; the strong smell of your morning coffee; the wind in your hair and on your face; the liveliness of the city; the calm of your soul. You have to start noticing this and start living for it.

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‘Stephen,’ he said, 'how are your bees?’ 'They are very well, I thank you; they show great activity, even enthusiasm. But,’ he added, with a slight hesitation, 'I seem to detect a certain reluctance to return to their hive.’ 'Do you mean to say you let them out?’ cried Jack. 'Do you mean that there are sixty thousand bees howling for blood in the cabin?’ 'No, no. Oh no. Not above half that number; perhaps even less.

Post Captain, Patrick O’Brian (via quotingobrian)

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