Light dazzling through the first chlorophyl of the year. Young nettles on a bank next to a sluice. Water falling from lake to stream. A hazel ablaze. Finally, swallows. Balm to my tired soul.
Arthur Wesley Dow
Spring Landscape with a Farmer and White Horse
Sandro Botticelli, Primavera, 1482
(Source: shoko-yamaguchi, via goodmemory)
(via 500px / Mr. Fox by Tamás Szabó)
Une enfance dans la lune
Waterfall Castle, Poland
photomanipulation via hydepark
(via wings (mary jo hoffman) | still blog | Pinterest)
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 when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people. — Katrina, M.K., & Unknown (via psych-facts)
(Source: sumertabletleri, via bwsimpson)
joanna concejo: en cours / na warsztacie
(Source: joannaconcejo.blogspot.jp, via afriendoutinthemadness)
Old Scroll by WestLothian on Flickr.
.. (by ben///giles)
Printemps, 1938, The National Trust for Scotland
Valerius de Saedeleer