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June 2013

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Jun 17, 2013
#Lit
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Jun 17, 2013144 notes
Jun 11, 20131,489 notes
Jun 5, 201312,208 notes
#pacific northwest #cabin
Jun 4, 2013
#photography #Amarisse #Nic Vargus #portrait
Jun 4, 201385 notes
#Gif #Pacific Northwest #Landscape
Jun 4, 2013584 notes
“What’s so hard about that first sentence is that you’re stuck with it. Everything else is going to flow out of that sentence. And by the time you’ve laid down the first two sentences, your options are all gone.” —Joan Didion (via theparisreview)
Jun 4, 20131,369 notes
#quotes

May 2013

3 posts

May 30, 20132,613 notes
May 30, 20134,477 notes
#woods beards cabin landscape
Episode 3 Klout Scores Matter You Guys The Only Podcast in the World

Episode 3 you handsome guys.

May 16, 20132 notes

April 2013

8 posts

Social Media and Medium Fatness The Only Podcast in the World

theonlypodcastintheworld:

Episode 1: Nic, Dean, and Fletcher talk about social media and how Dean was once medium fat.  

Apr 25, 20135 notes
#Podcast #Humor #Social Media #LOL #GIFS OF CATS FOR CATS
“Writing, at its best, is a lonely life.” —

Ernest Hemingway, Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech 1954

Apr 15, 201389 notes
#writing #quotes
“High up in the North in the land called Svithjod, there stands a rock. It is a hundred miles high and a hundred miles wide. Once every thousand years a little bird comes to this rock to sharpen its beak. When the rock has thus been worn away, then a single day of eternity will have gone by.” —Hendrik Willem Van Loon
Apr 12, 2013
#Quotes
Apr 9, 2013
#california #photography
Apr 8, 201342,176 notes
Apr 5, 20131 note
#Photography #landscape #woods #california
Apr 4, 2013
#getaway #landscape #photography
The Summer Day

Who made the world?

Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

—Mary Oliver

Apr 1, 20133 notes
#Poetry #Writing #Mary Oliver

March 2013

14 posts

Mar 30, 2013
#Rosary #photography #christianity #easter
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