minute diamonds of moisture from the mist hung, too, upon Tess’s eyelashes, and drops upon her hair like seed-pearls. ~thomas hardy, tess of the d’ubervilles.
it’s decidedly divine when a passage you are reading from a great novel coincides with what you are currently inspired to….no obsessed with shooting
good morning to the beauty, complexity and fullness of spring
happy cinco de mayo from oaxaca…te amo!
objects of desire in locations of desire