.꙳・•・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.
Relationship is not just holding hands while you understand each other. It’s also having lots of misunderstandings and still not leaving each other’s hands.☆𝔀𝓮𝓫・࿐
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.꙳・•・❥・♡꙳𓂃𓂂*・❥・꙳•.
Relationship is not just holding hands while you understand each other. It’s also having lots of misunderstandings and still not leaving each other’s hands.☆𝔀𝓮𝓫・࿐
It is a mistake to think of grief as an absence. It’s more of a dark, shadowy thing that sits in constant periphery, always there, always stealing air and making it hard to breathe.
—Sydney J. Shields, The Honey Witch
Plant of the Day
Wednesday 6 December 2023
Viola cultivars (heart's ease, black eye, cat's faces, come-and-cuddle-me, constancy, Cupid's flower, flower of thought, Jack-jump-up-and-kiss-me, kiss-me-at-the-garden-gate, little faces, love-in-idleness, pansy, pretty face, three faces under a hood, tickle-my-fancy, none-so-pretty) are perfect for winter containers before the bulbs appear. Here they have their own display shelves similar to an Auricula theatre.
Jill Raggett
«..where the bluebells bloom..»
Meanings:
1. Europe
2. Journeys
3. Fidelity
4. ...
5. Constancy
Be like the sun, the most loyal visitor...
Random Xpressions
And the stars: the sky gets crowded at night, and it is a bit like watching a clock, seeing the constellations slide across the sky. It’s comforting to know that they’ll show up, however bad the day has been, however crook things get. That used to help in France. It put things into perspective—the stars had been around since before there were people. They just kept shining, no matter what was going on. I think of the light here like that, like a splinter of a star that’s fallen to earth: it just shines, no matter what is happening. Summer, winter, storm, fine weather. People can rely on it.
M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans