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Wine. Pickled beets. Balsamic. My husband knows the way into my heart. #betterthanflowers #feelingknown


De Kooning in his studio, with a bottle of safflower oil and bowls of paint on his worktable, 1971. Photo Dan Budnik.

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As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.

Philip Booth, from his poem “First Lesson”

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Sit by the window at Yumchaa for some prime London people-watching

Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist  (via thatkindofwoman)

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I need to over the weekend, plan my birthday dinner.

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Michela Picchi’s Home in Berlin | iGNANT

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The Garden Shop, Columbia Road

©2014, The Yellow Door Paperie, Mary McLeish Arteche

by David Wagoner, from Collected Poems 1956-1976

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. you must let it find you.


Hours later, Spring snow storm clearing, Tunnel View - May 25, 2012. 7:13 pm #2620 (by andrys1)

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