The Village Framer

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All you need 🤍@bellamoulding #yvessaintlaurent #love (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjWeNAsLMRm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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All you need 🤍@bellamoulding #yvessaintlaurent #love (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjWd3T9rbEi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“Lay down good, the summer's coming on Take off your makeup and take off your shoes Trade in a dress for something oversized And let your mind go wherever you choose.” Lake Street Dive @bellamoulding (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiMJcTmNxO_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“Lay down good, the summer's coming on Take off your makeup and take off your shoes Trade in a dress for something oversized And let your mind go wherever you choose”-Lake Street Dive @bellamoulding (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiMJC0hNaVq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“Mysterious - blown in with the night All this beauty captured in a frame…” -Government Mule (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce0vXyVLsMo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“Mysterious - blown in with the night All this beauty captured in a frame….” -Government Mule (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce0vCOzr_sh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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This shingle from @janeaustenshouse was a fun project! (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc4SPm9tANK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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“White swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest So wonderfully built among the reeds Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds, As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest! White water-lily, cradled and caressed By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds, Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest! White phantom city, whose untrodden streets Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting Shadows of palaces and strips of sky; I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting In air their unsubstantial masonry.” -Venice- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow #borninmaine @longfellowhouse (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cb8xAAHrVaa/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Joie de Vivre @impossible_things_b4_breakfast @bellamoulding (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CY7uoK6LkJy/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Close your eyes. Listen carefully. Do you hear the snow guns? ❄️❄️❄️ #LetItSnow ☃️ #SkiTheEast🎿#sugarloafmountain https://www.instagram.com/p/CV2tMJOrWcK/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Hold your breath. Listen carefully. Do you hear the snow guns? ❄️❄️❄️ #letitsnow #skitheeast 🎿 @sugarloafmountain ☃️ (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CV2llD8LB5L/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Twenty One years ago today, I opened my doors for the very first time. Today, we are busier than ever and continue to be grateful to do what we love every day. Thank you for your support, @yarmouthmaine! (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVFw-wfrAvb/?utm_medium=tumblr

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@bellamoulding #Raku #hope (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSN0WwkrAaA/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Fantastic sleep is busy with my eyes; I seem in some waste solitude to stand Once ruled of Cheops; upon either hand A dark illimitable desert lies, Sultry and still -- a zone of mysteries. A wide-browed Sphinx, half buried in the sand, With orbless sockets stares across the land, The woefulest thing beneath these brooding skies Save that loose heap of bleachèd bones, that lie Where haply some poor Bedouin crawled to die. Lo! while I gaze, beyond the vast sand-sea The nebulous clouds are downward slowly drawn, And one bleared star, faint glimmering like a bee, Is shut in the rosy outstretched hand of Dawn. -Thomas Bailey Aldrich (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQFXykGrDhL/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Fantastic sleep is busy with my eyes; I seem in some waste solitude to stand Once ruled of Cheops; upon either hand A dark illimitable desert lies, Sultry and still -- a zone of mysteries. A wide-browed Sphinx, half buried in the sand, With orbless sockets stares across the land, The woefulest thing beneath these brooding skies Save that loose heap of bleachèd bones, that lie Where haply some poor Bedouin crawled to die. Lo! while I gaze, beyond the vast sand-sea The nebulous clouds are downward slowly drawn, And one bleared star, faint glimmering like a bee, Is shut in the rosy outstretched hand of Dawn. -Thomas Bailey Aldrich (at The Village Framer) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQFXV1mrnWJ/?utm_medium=tumblr

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