Strandero

Let's live.

[myowangs]

[strandero]

Coffee.

[strandero]

Bougainvilleas

Despite the gray skies and cold breezes, the weekends on call, the lonely nights drinking IPAs and sitting on the balcony playing guitar, it was unmistakably the month of May. You could tell by the way the wind moved in the afternoons. You could tell by the mellow swells making surfers hit the trail. You could tell by the way people smiled in the morning. You could tell by the bouainvilleas. They were just electric. Bushes that transformed into a crimson flash. Fleeting, like the weeks of spring. Like the years of life. ;

[birdasaurus]

@cathexis__

[strandero]

Good morning 

[with-grace-and-guts]

[strandero]

Behind the shoe-box of loose cash, the clattering ID cards, the plastic bag of heroin, stood the good stuff: cans of sweetened condensed milk. The sweet syrup gurgled from the cut triangle, a thick coating on her gums, and for a few succulent seconds her mind narrowed to the width of that sugary stream. "Sweetened condensed milk will rot your mouth but preserve your soul," advised her father's aunt Lena, who died in a Grozny nursing home at the age of one hundred and three, having outlived two husbands, six children, three grandchildren, and thirty-two teeth.

Anthony Marra in A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

[robert-hadley]

Photo by Haarkon

[birdsong217]

Willy Ronis

Bollène, France, 1954.

[wordsnquotes]

They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.

Tom Bodett (via wordsnquotes)

[heleneoctobre]

Bali by Doyoutravel

[13miles-blog]

[strandero]

I remember when I had a whole class on this. The constitutive equations. How life has changed. 

[findmomo]

Pretty much stares at me while driving always.

[strandero]

Need to get me a dog! 

[logannbryan]

Mt Tam, San Francisco

[strandero]

One of my favorite spots, anywhere. 

[dsxsbx]

Monument Valley by Tom Parker

[strandero]

When I look at this picture, I can’t help but imagine taking it myself. I suppose that is one way to get lost in photography. 

Driving at the break of dawn down an empty road, with your husky in the passenger seat, cresting a hill and seeing the low clouds enveloping Monument Valley. The horizon comes into view you take a deep breath and take it all in, because you know this is one of those moments you won’t soon forget. You stop the car, your dog follows you from passenger seat to driver seat and out the left front door. 

Suddenly, it comes into focus: walk to the center of the road, call the husky, tell him to sit facing you. “Stay.” You shuffle back with Nikon in hand. Here’s the perfect spot, bring the camera to eye level, the frame comes into view. And just before you snap the shutter, he tilts is head sideway, in that curious, emotive way that young dogs often do, as if to say “Now what exactly is going on here.” 

[aperiodofsoftness]

[dsxsbx]

Untitled

by: Josh Alvarez

[strandero]

Ballet

What an absolute testament to the beauty and strength of the human form. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=444IEF3_KSQ

[strandero]

The arc of justice is long, like a massive shooting star burning across the night sky. The light of the next morning always comes just when you think the dark will last forever.

Strandero