Carved And Stacked, Grise Fjord, Canada, 23 March 1989 By Andy Goldsworthy, 1989

Small town spoils

There’s something eerily beautiful about Goldsworthy’s snow and ice sculptures… I can’t quite put my finger on it (just as well, as I imagine it’d get very cold). There’s a quiet serenity about them that I simply love, and have loved for many years. I’d imagine that stumbling across one of them would be like walking into a snippet of space that had bled through from another world. It is not out of place, yet it is clearly there by purpose. It's wondrous but at the same time, a little somber… None of these marvels exist anymore, having succumb to the ravages of the sun and wind, and the relentless march of time, as all things shall… 

young and wild (2012)

I relate to this so, so much

Coming back here to retreat after so many years, love to have a place to post where it's really just for me <3

All the colours look brighter now Everything they say seems to sound new Slipping into tomorrow too quick Yesterday always too good to forget Stop the swing of the pendulum Let us through

-Kate Bush, ‘oh to be in love’

Things that made my day a better 28/5/19

-finding the dark chocolate digestives

-mist in the morning

-circles of leaves and sculptures blowing in the wind

-blueberry and chocolate cake

-mixing tea and hot chocolate (tastes wonderful!)

-the wind outside tonight

-little jars and bottles

-being in the 3rd group in a group of 3, doing 3 tasks

Camera experiments

An adult?

Soundtrack: Of once and future kings - Pavlov’s Dog

Coming back to this because i’d love a place to write now i’ve finished school. 

I keep falling in love with everyone i meet, it feels like my heart is endless.

Mushrooms n grass