A family trail through Costa Rica; San Jose to Tortuguero, then on to Sarapiqui, followed by Arenal, Monteverde and Herradura. Photographs captured by a very talented friend with whom we travelled.
When we step out to the shore, on the hillside, or by a river, there is nothing we can hide from nature. Our own is revealed, we embrace the concealed, and open our chest to draw ourselves in.
Originally posted on brian burns:
For much the same reason that my career in journalism began and ended before I received my college degree, I was late to the gay loneliness article—not getting around to it until several days after it had trended on Twitter, Facebook, and “No, Kristine, I’m not doing meth” mom-texts. The…
A moment of self-awareness captured through an intentionally monochrome description of love. Though this write sets itself within a romantic frame, the leitmotif relates to the movement of our independent minds over time, as we learn to settle into ourselves and come to trust when it is truly time for change.
Originally posted on Ailsa Brims:
Love after Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine. Give bread. Give…
Originally posted on Tiny Fawns Writings:
that lonely forlorn facial expression that creeps across your face when you realize the final slice of pizza has met its doom when you still have room for at least two more
The album that always knows me