lait de la lune
Real love has little to do with falling. It’s a climb up the rocky face of a mountain, hard work, and most people are too selfish or too scared to bother.
Very few reach the critical point in their relationship that summons the attention of the light and the dark, that place where they will make a commitment to love no matter what obstacles-or temptations- appear in their path.
(via bungalowintheburrough)
heaveninawildflower:

 Le Chevrefeuille (Honeysuckle) 1774 by Nicolas François Regnault (1746 - circa 1810).
Source: La botanique mise à la porteé de tout le monde; ou, Collection des plantes d’usage dans la médecine, dans les alimens et dans les arts.  
NYPL Digital Collection

heaveninawildflower:

 Le Chevrefeuille (Honeysuckle) 1774 by Nicolas François Regnault (1746 - circa 1810).

Source: La botanique mise à la porteé de tout le monde; ou, Collection des plantes d’usage dans la médecine, dans les alimens et dans les arts.  

NYPL Digital Collection

I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Today, from a distance, I saw you
walking away, and without a sound
the glittering face of a glacier
slid into the sea. An ancient oak
fell in the Cumberlands, holding only
a handful of leaves, and an old woman
scattering corn to her chickens looked up
for an instant. At the other side
of the galaxy, a star thirty-five times
the size of our own sun exploded
and vanished, leaving a small green spot
on the astronomer’s retina
as he stood in the great open dome
of my heart with no one to tell.
Ted Kooser, “After Years” (via oofpoetry)
dryingthebones:

During the fledgling age of portrait photography, it was of the utmost importance for the subjects to stay still for a period of time. Obviously since this would be difficult for children, their mothers were brought in for the portrait.
For reasons I cannot fathom, it was common for the mothers to be covered in cloth or a curtain. These fabric- covered matriarch were jokingly referred to as ‘Ghost Mums’.

dryingthebones:

During the fledgling age of portrait photography, it was of the utmost importance for the subjects to stay still for a period of time. Obviously since this would be difficult for children, their mothers were brought in for the portrait.

For reasons I cannot fathom, it was common for the mothers to be covered in cloth or a curtain. These fabric- covered matriarch were jokingly referred to as ‘Ghost Mums’.