[sunbathe]

[love-lettersanonymous]

This note was found in New Orleans.

Kiss you all over and over again Til the nite closes in

[ponderation]

Foggy Forest Mornings by Niilo Isotalo 

[praying]

[books-n-quotes]

“Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.”

— Mary E. Pearson, Kiss of Deception

[foxandflourish]

[ellehena]

[richtide]

[tresbongout]

[criwes]

[afrobeach]

[megankaui]

[seasonal-love]

[thejeffrose-deactivated20221219]

This morning in Boxley Valley, Arkansas

[dailydoseofstuf]

[quotemadness]

“Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.”

— Joan Bauer

[laceondiyne]