Esther

October 15, 2015

october2015-bonfire-15 (1 of 1)“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And then you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
― Caitlyn Siehl

Brown Eyes

September 7, 2015

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“You were a summer gift, one I’ll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I’ll never really see. You’re the best thing that will ever happen to me.”
― Ellen Hopkins

may2015-strawberries-54 (1 of 1)may2015-strawberries-53 (1 of 1)“I mean you ask me
not to fall in love with you
and then you go write poems
with your tongue
and draw constellations
in my freckles.”
― Clementine von Radics

Coachella Bound

April 12, 2015

april2015-land-37 (1 of 1)“Sometimes dreams are wiser than waking.”
— John G. Neihardt

Weekend Vibes

April 12, 2015

april2015-land-22 (1 of 1)   april2015-land-25 (1 of 1) april2015-land-21 (1 of 1)april2015-land-29 (1 of 1)  april2015-land-35 (1 of 1)april2015-land-32 (1 of 1)april2015-land-31 (1 of 1)   april2015-land-40 (1 of 1)april2015-land-38 (1 of 1)april2015-land-07 (1 of 1)april2015-land-10 (1 of 1)“At the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit. And that center is really everywhere. It is within each of us.”
— Black Elk

The Beauty

April 12, 2015

april2015-land-12 (1 of 1) april2015-land-14 (1 of 1)“Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy.  You are crazy.  You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.”  –Jennifer Elisabeth

Nature Hunt

March 16, 2015

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Year after year after year.
I am still in love.”
― Gary Snyder

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― Ellen Meloy

Down Hill

February 18, 2015

feb2015-snow-37 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-88 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-46 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-48 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-38 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-40 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-86 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-47 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-82 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-53 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-54 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-84 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-56 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-61 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-65 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-63 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-66 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-60 (1 of 1)“The elk that you glimpse in the summer, those at the forest edge, are survivors of winter, only the strongest. You see one just before dusk that summer, standing at the perimeter of the meadow so it can step back to the forest and vanish. You can’t help imagining the still, frozen nights behind it, so cold that the slightest motion is monumental. I have found their bodies, half drifted over in snow, no sign of animal attack or injury. Just toppled over one night with ice working into their lungs. You wouldn’t want to stand outside for more than a few minutes in that kind of weather. If you lived through only one of those winters the way this elk has, you would write books about it. You would become a shaman. You would be forever changed. That elk from the winter stands there on the summer evening, watching from beside the forest. It keeps its story to itself.”
― Craig Childs

Kid’s Hill

February 17, 2015

feb2015-snow-35 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-33 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-31 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-29 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-28 (1 of 1) feb2015-snow-26 (1 of 1)feb2015-snow-36 (1 of 1)“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”
― Mary Oliver