love truly.[no.4]

snapshots and quotation marks.
dresses and flats.
tips and lists.
Oct 25
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Oct 18
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vintage bust. curtains. books.

vintage bust. curtains. books.

Oct 05
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Don’t let it end like this. Tell them I said something.

Pancho Villa, last words

1877-1923

Sep 30
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hummingbird. santa barbara, california.

hummingbird. santa barbara, california.

Sep 28
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duck on lake merritt.

duck on lake merritt.

Sep 26
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And you,
Were right to bide your time …
Well the good things are never free
Do the colours of the rainbow look the same to everyone?
And I,
Was rushing round in circles for a reason to believe
Wipe the slime from off your sleeve
You could follow me for weeks
And I’m not going anywhere
Sometimes it’s hard to love someone
Till the day that they are gone

And I
Just had a dream the other night
I was married to the Queen
And Madonna lived next door

And the kids were all grown up
But I had to turn her down
‘Cos I was still in love with you

I’m turning Madonna down
I’m calling it my best move
I’ll get her tickets to what she needs

I remember doing nothing on the night Sinatra died
And the night Jeff Buckley died
And the night Kurt Cobain died
And the night John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up to watch the news with everyone
And that was a lot of nights
And that was a lot of lives
Who lost the tickets to what they need?

And I
Was busy finding answers while you just got on with real life
Always hoped you’d be my wife
But I never found the time
For the question to arrive
I just disguised it in a song

And songs are never quite the answer
Just a soundtrack to a life
That is over all too soon
Helps to turn the days to night
While I was wrong and you were right

And this was a lesson learned
I’m happy to be your fool
And get you tickets to what you need

I’m turning the lights down low
I’m ready to make my move
I’ll get you tickets to what you need

Badly Drawn Boy

You Were Right

Sep 22
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my nephew.

my nephew.

Sep 21
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makings for a perfect picnic...

warm saturday or sunday afternoon.

soft quilt or blanket.

park with a pond or lake.

sour batard or raisin walnut artisan bread.

old bread to feed the ducks.

fresh figs or fig spread.

kalmata olives.

sliced honeycrisp or nittany apples.

wisconsin’s stravecchio parmesan cheese.

brie cheese or another extra soft creamy cheese.

scrabble, chess or checkers.

sparkling water.

someone cute and funny to share it all with.



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Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.

Sir Richard Steele

i’m currently reading:

the new yorker, september 7, 2009

the garden party by katherine mansfield

mustangs—spirit of the shrinking west, national geographic, february 2009

Sep 15
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pelicans and supporting cast, santa barbara.

pelicans and supporting cast, santa barbara.

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running path, santa barbara.

running path, santa barbara.

Sep 14
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white bird on lake merritt.

white bird on lake merritt.

Sep 11
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