succulents.

I stare at your lips

          and fall in love with the way 

  they form what you say

sunlight through a window.

When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.

- Paulo Coelho 

Christine.

There were pieces of grass stuck in the blanket.

flowers though a window.

Some old photos from when I was in NYC in March. I miss it, but don't really want to think about why.

Irene.

Lily in the park.