all the colors fade

I love winter, a good book, music that speaks to my soul, and profound thoughts.


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mood: emma thompson listening to “both sides now” by joni mitchell after she discovers snape is cheating on her with a human cat

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m-ooonn:

she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully

brb dying

m-ooonn:

she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully

brb dying

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thatstheriddle:

introspection-luck-and-talent:

itsstuckyinmyhead:

Tumblr Teaches History

I reblog this for the anon who once sent me an ask telling me there was no such thing as a history fandom on tumblr.

Hi-hi-historical jokes.

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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 (via larmoyante)
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The wind of the fall is here.
It is everywhere. It moves
every leaf of every
tree. It is the only motion
of the river. Green leaves
grow weary of their color.
Now evening too is in the air.
The bright hawks of the day
subside. The owls waken.
Small creatures die because
larger creatures are hungry.
How superior to this
human confusion of greed
and creed, blood and fire.
Wendell Berry
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Anton DiSclafani, The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls

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Anton DiSclafani, The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls

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Hiking the MacKinnon Pass, New Zealand

National Geographic | January 1978

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zimbolt:

KILLED IT

Mic Drop. 

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I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.

 Andrea Gibson 

Everything you love is here

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