I Like To Pretend I Already Died And Asked God To Send Me Back To Earth So I Can Swim In Lakes Again

✸cabbage bed✸

it’s SEPTEMBER 

soul bounded to the earth

September Swallows by Niki Bowers

linocut

The Silent Hunter

Every night she follows this ancient path through the trees to and from her hunting grounds. Like a ghost she is silent, intent and elegant as she glides through the night.

ph. Graham Eaton

"Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are all noble pursuits, and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for."

-John Keating; Dead Poets Society

Art by Titsay