Discussion 6/23/17

Southern Region, Iceland

At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.

by Daniel Herr from Germany 

Source | Google Maps

someone finally said it

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Songs to Listen to Right Now

Crust Punk Queen-Tor Miller

Slytherclaw vs Gryffinpuff  → Scorbus by @percyweascly (prev. requlus-black)

ALBUS: And it’s something I should have said a long time ago. In fact, you’re probably the best person I know. And you don’t — you couldn’t — hold me back. You make me stronger — and when Dad forced us apart — without you —

SCORPIUS: I didn’t much like my life without you in it either.

Albany Ledger, Missouri, June 17, 1898

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nature at its finest, all photos by Celia Pyburn