It’s That Time Of Year. Finally. It’s The Time Of Year, When We Finally Remember What Living Is Supposed

if it clears out my heart

how can it be bad?

even if the waves come

at least they crash free.

       - making space

I went to the beach with my 1957 Kodak Pony IV and all my photos came back super hazy and old-looking. It is okay if you want to pretend I took these is 1957

foggy beach days are the best beach days ☁️

Lately I’ve been getting most of my pep talks from Mister Rogers.

Act like you’re blessed. Talk like you’re blessed. Walk like you’re blessed. Think like you’re blessed. Smile like you’re blessed. Dress like you’re blessed. Put actions behind your faith, and one day you will see it become a reality.

I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.

Nikos Kazantzakis | Zorba the Greek (via herpaperweight)

pencere arkası çiçeği by kedici on Flickr.

“Visible Light” series by Alexander Harding

My favorite feeling is when it’s winter and you wake up in the middle of the night and you look out the window and there’s snow on the ground and the sky is kind of light colored and it looks misplaced and kind of eerie but also comforting i love it the most 

No one warns you about the amount of mourning in growth.

Té V. Smith, Releasing & Recieving (via wnq-anonymous)