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Today a hawk
flew next to the car before darting out
across the fields. I thought it was you. Each
word, each gesture, is a feather for our wings. Later,
I ran down that mountain and landed in your name.
Richard Jackson, closing lines to “Letter from Slovenia,” Out of Place: Poems (The Ashland Poetry Press, 2014)
Aug 27, 2014 / 78 notes
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
John KeatsBright Star (via panatmansam)

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Aug 27, 2014 / 1,976 notes
Above all, she liked being loved, and he had showered her with attentions. By so often making her aware that she existed for him he made her exist in reality. No, she was not alone….
Exile and the Kingdom, by Albert Camus (via jackie-chun)

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Aug 25, 2014 / 15 notes

In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.

Albert Camus, The Stranger (via beautyissimplistic)

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Aug 24, 2014

"For manifestly you have long been aware of what you mean when you use the expression ‘being’. We, however, who used to think we understood it, have now become perplexed" (Plato, Sophist 244a).

Aug 24, 2014 / 270 notes


Great Shearwater spread wing

University of Michigan Museum of Zoology

Ira Richardson, 2013

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Colorful snake photography by Andrew McGibbon. Click on images for descriptions

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Tea and Coffee stained Red Fox skull

I love this idea! It came out beautifully!

That’s stunning!

did you rearticulate it or did it naturally stain that way? it’s beautiful