A GOD FOR A GOD;

 if you are not long, i will wait here for you all my life

[happyheidi]

Pays Basque, France

(via)

[heartshop]

Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[dk-thrive]

“I drink. Warm lips, throat. I close my eyes. I am not Virginia Woolf. But there is a line of hers that keeps me well: Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”

— Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water: A Memoir (Hawthorne Books, April 1, 2011) 

[simena]

DANCE OF THE NYMPHS - PAUL DÉSIRÉ TROUILLEBERT (detail)

[feral-ballad]

Yves Olade, from Bloodsport; “When rome falls”

[soft-lovely]

lovers in the garden

[urgetocreate]

Jan Van Der Kooi, Bedroom Window, 2010

[serratedpens]

Reginald Dwayne Betts “BALLAD OF THE GROUNDHOG”

[wovi]

james longenbach / wendy cope / jon kabat-zinn

[theladyintweed]

Details of Portraits by Franz Xaver Winterhalter

[edhellin]

The Grey Havens - The Lord Of The Rings concept art

[tendermimi]

Mary Oliver, ‘north country’

[fadedlovemp3]

writing my kafka diary like Jan. 12th: Shower was cold. Hell on earth. Soup for dinner.

[wanderthewood]

New Forest, Hampshire, England by Stu Meech

[july-annabelle]

“I’m a dryad living in an old pine, or a little brown wood-elf hiding under a crinkled leaf. That white birch you caught me kissing is a sister of mine. The only difference is, she’s a tree and I’m a girl, but that’s no real difference.”

— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea  (via oiseauperdu)

[butterflypeaflowertea]

every so often i remember this poem by langston hughes & am inconsolable

[dappledwithshadow]

Trail in the Snow Gustaf Fjæstad - 1927 Private collection