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Breathing so deep (at The Lost Coast)

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Like most intelligent people, she was something of an egoist, to the extent, that is, of attaching great importance to what she felt, and she was by nature enough of a moralist to like to make certain, from time to time, that her feelings were creditable to her.

Virginia Woolf, from Night And Day (via violentwavesofemotion)

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& wild harvested fennel and miners lettuce for lunch in a tree (at John McLaren Park Reservoir)

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If this is what we call light, then there is surely a better, bigger word for how the stars paint the sky and what the moon whispers into the fog

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The greatest artist

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Fabric of a fragile home

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#nofilter on my soul

#nofilter

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Who is to say where rock ends and water begins? Where water ends and skin begins? (at Feather Falls)

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Back to my one love soon (at Point Reyes National Seashore)

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Herbed goat cheese, crushed goji berry, pine nut, oyster mushroom, red onion stuffed portobellos marinated in balsamic and apple cider vinegar, topped with toasted pine nuts and baked to perfection. Served on a bed of farik and lemon, olive oil massaged dino kale with baked eggplant. Yes.

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The one red thread strung through all eternity, connecting each heart and soul to who we are forever bound to meet.

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Where our feet have been, what has touched our skins

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Hunting the light

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Dear people

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Words of love still ring true #memories

#memories

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Pretty boy #heknowsittoo

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