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Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
Nikita Gill, For The Red Riding Hood Who Was The Wolf (via meanwhilepoetry)
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The chickens I've been incubating have started to hatch.
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Her body is not your bedroom, it is not a place for you to rest your weary head and then leave in a mess in search of greater adventures. Her body is a home, but not for you, it is a sanctuary for her and her alone.
Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)
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The first frosty morning happened today. ~ #horses #horse #icelandichorse #equestrian #winter #nature #frost #ice #cold
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I live for chilly autumn afternoons. You’ve just walked home, the sky above is gray and there’s a chill in the air. With every step you take, your combat boots that are laced high to your knees, crunch upon leaves of orange, red, and yellow. On your way, you pass bales of hay and pumpkins that grin at your back. A black cat scurries past your feet and you slip inside your house. You put the kettle on and make yourself a cup of pumpkin spice hot chocolate. Your favorite halloween movie is on and you throw on your sweatpants and your favorite flannel. There’s a cinnamon scented candle burning on the coffee table and an untouched plate of apple cider donuts. Buried beneath the covers on the couch, your hands wrapped around a mug, you let out a sigh. This is what you live for. Outside, the wind howls and the moon reveals itself behind thin layers of fog. Just before you nod off, you’re sure you see a witch flying across the sky. Your dreams are full of swirling colors of gold and red and black cats that trail after cackling witches.
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Scratch, scratch, scratch. #horse #horses #equestrian #gypsyvanner #animals #pets #cute #beautiful
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Scratch, scratch, scratch. #horse #horses #equestrian #gypsyvanner #animals #pets #cute #beautiful
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Being a stable cat is hard work. ~
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