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The Changing Seasons
There are a lot of really beautiful, potent things in our world. This little corner of the internet is devoted to the collection of those beautiful things. Vibrant images, my favorite classical music, snapshots of old Hollywood, compelling quotes—all of these and more will be featured here.
It’s an open attempt to escape from the modern mess by focusing again on simpler, pretty things, and I hope you enjoy it. <3
Note: the content within is not created by me unless otherwise indicated. Whenever possible, all content outside of the public domain shall be linked back to its original source and credited to its author. If you see me using something you created and don't like it, please tell me and I will remove it immediately.
It’s an open attempt to escape from the modern mess by focusing again on simpler, pretty things, and I hope you enjoy it. <3
Note: the content within is not created by me unless otherwise indicated. Whenever possible, all content outside of the public domain shall be linked back to its original source and credited to its author. If you see me using something you created and don't like it, please tell me and I will remove it immediately.
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For all my fellow Americans out there— I hope you’re having a joyous and wonderful Thanksgiving full of lots of good food and people you love. =)
I’m off to rejoin my family now. Have fun, everyone!
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Stand still, and I will read to thee
A lecture, Love, in love’s philosophy
These three hours that we have spent
Walking here, two shadows went
Along with us, which we ourselves produced;
But, now the sun is just above our head
We do those shadows tread
And to brave clearness all things are reduced.
So, whilst our infant loves did grow,
Disguises did and shadows flow
From us and our care; but now, ‘tis not so.
That love hath not attained the high’st degree
Which is still diligent lest others see
Except our loves at this noon stay,
We shall new shadows make the other way.
As the first were made to blind
Others, these which come behind
Will work upon ourselves and blind our eyes.
If our loves faint and westwardly decline
To me thou falsely thine
And I to thee mine actions shall disguise
The morning shadows wear away,
But these grow longer all the day,
But, oh, love’s day is short if love decay
Love is a growing or full constant light,
And his first minute after noon is night.
-by John Donne
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oh, hai, love by Kristin Manson
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Malted Chocolate Mousse Cakes by Dessert First
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Tea love by lena483
