Writer. Photographer. Vegetarian. Nature lover. Tatted. Concert/ music festival expert. Should have grown up in the 60s/70s
This is a tribute blog to the greatest band in the world (the Beatles) and other endeavors.
It consists of my original photographs, thoughts, as well as various inspirations. enjoy!
check out this wonderful blog of dream catchers!
http://dreamweaver39.tumblr.com/
HOME
ARCHIVE
ASK
SUBMIT
crazy Ringo fan(s)
This is a tribute blog to the greatest band in the world (the Beatles) and other endeavors.
It consists of my original photographs, thoughts, as well as various inspirations. enjoy!
check out this wonderful blog of dream catchers!
http://dreamweaver39.tumblr.com/
He was oblivious to the universe of wood life that did live there in layers of ivy grown so thick he could have sunk his arm in it up to the elbow. Life that crawled, life that slunk and crept and never close its eyes. Life that burrowed and scurried, and life so still it was indistinguishable from the ivy stems on which it lay. Birth, life, and death— each took place on the hidden side of a leaf. From where he stood, the house looked as if it had been eaten by a galloping disease, the sores of which were dark and fluid.
