[the-moth-princess-blog]

[grayskymorning]

[hannaoliviaway]

[wnq-quotes]

Reaching out to her is like drinking from a memory.

Edgar Allan Poe, Selected Letters

[thirst]

[ohsresearchlibrary]

[coral]

All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.

 Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet In Heaven

[sailormoonscenery]

[wrotten]

[moonlightsdreaming]

[clockworkbibliophile]

[audreymalo]

[aurelle]

October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.

J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

[the-bookshop]

[ivan-shishkin]

[uninteresting-explanations]

birch and mountain ash 

ivan shishkin

[heaveninawildflower]

[gihblis]