between the shadow and the soul
I am a New England native. The hills, trees, and the red brick soiled by time and memory have called me back home from my time among the the desert mountains and neon.
Mommessin. A Beaujolais of exception quality. I like the picture. I would love a glass though.
(via asexyhoodie)
Speaks to me. Night, rain, and reflections on the water.
(via missdanidaniels)
Steampunk AT-AT
Venice, Italy.
Pacing the Cage by Bruce Cockburn. Such poetry.
So true.
Foggy Morning, New Hampshire Seacoast by Jerry Monkman.
Starry Starry Eye?
Lune River Valley, Lancaster, UK
