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Paris graffiti
The Columbia gorge, Eastern Washington
Rainier beach, Seattle, Washington
Lilac season
"Bad habits were all a matter of perspective, and as long as the present was viewed through the lens of the past, anyone would say he was doing a spectacular job."
Ann Patchett, Commonwealth
"The weight of what has been lost is always heavier than what remains."
Britt Bennett, The Mothers
Christmas decor in Pioneer Square, Seattle, WA
Snow a few weeks ago at our home.
Space Needle, Seattle, Washington
Coos Bay, Oregon
The things that go unsaid are often the things that eat at you--whether because you didn't get to have your say, or because the other person never got to hear you and really wanted to.”
Celeste Ng, Everything I Never Told You
View from West Seattle.
Colorful Fremont, Seattle, WA
You are not supposed to be happy all the time. Life hurts and it's hard. Not because you're doing it wrong, but because it hurts for everybody. Don't avoid the pain. You need it. It's meant for you. Be still with it, let it come, let it go, let it leave you with the fuel you'll burn to get your work done on this earth.
Glennon Doyle Melton, Love Warrior: A Memoir
Poulsbo, Washington
America was passing her by. New York City was passing her by. Bridges and billboards bearing smiling people were passing her by. Skyscrapers and brownstones were rushing by. Fast. Too fast. Forever.
Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
Imagine if our lives were treated as carefully as the rest of history. Imagine if we were documented as conscientiously, preserved as gently. Each birth at least as important as a naval victory. Each death a national tragedy. There are plenty of ways to remember someone: a park bench, a colossus, an epic poem. Your only job is creating a life that contains a story worth telling.
Carolyn Parkhurst, Harmony