Heartland

“Just the still melancholy that I love — that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they … Continue reading

  • "Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door."
    - Emily Dickinson



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