My Slow Seasons

14/07/2022

13/07/2022

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10/07/2022

When you’re looking for the most stunning handmade bookmarks, you need to visit my friend Kat as well as visit her and on Etsy. These are much bigger and more beautiful than most bookmarks. You won’t be disappointed at the beautiful glossyness, combined with her ethereal art, tucked safely between the pages of your favorite books, lovingly keeping them company while your eyes are working on other things. Don’t be surprised if you get addicted and want more! 😍

09/07/2022

Sweet little Bru came to visit me today, making my Saturday 💯% better!! 🥰🐾

09/07/2022

When I’m standing on this bridge, I have to be dragged off of it. The view is just too beautiful to leave. 😍 So blessed to live in Oregon. 🌲

06/07/2022

Some days you feel like the train and some days you feel like the track. ALWAYS be the train! 💪🏼

06/07/2022

Misssing this place sooooo much. It holds the best memories. ❤️ 🚣‍♀️

06/07/2022

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

—Emily Brontë

06/07/2022

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

—Emily Brontë

30/06/2022

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23/06/2022

“Through the closed blinds the golden sun
Poured in a dusty beam,
Like the celestial ladder seen
By Jacob in his dream."
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

21/06/2022

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21/06/2022

Someone is so happy we have 10 days of pure sunshine in the forecast! ☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️

21/06/2022

“Through the closed blinds the golden sun
Poured in a dusty beam,
Like the celestial ladder seen
By Jacob in his dream."
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

18/06/2022

I love the rain but I’m really needing some sunshine right about now. Come on Portland… you can do it! ☀️✨