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ladystrawberrysblog · 10 months
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I'm dreaming again
Of the sea, sometimes I think
My gills will fill in
Or my wings will stretch out, I
Was never meant for the earth
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ladystrawberrysblog · 10 months
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She sits in her usual ample armchair, with piles of books and unopened magazines around her. She sips cautiously from the mug of weak herb tea which is now her substitute for coffee. At one time she thought that she could not live without coffee, but it turned out that it is really the warm large mug she wants in her hands, that is the aid to thought or whatever it is she practices through the procession of hours, or of days.
– Alice Munro, from “Free Radicals,” Too Much Happiness: Stories (Vintage, 2010)
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ladystrawberrysblog · 10 months
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“Snow falls from roses, but remains on the soul,”
— Federico García Lorca, from Autumn Song (tr. by Martin Sorrell).
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Daphne du Maurier, from Rebecca
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our home should have colours and flowers. daisy sims hilditch / christine atkins / stephen darbishire / marie-louise roosevelt pierrepont
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hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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life is meant to be lived, not understood at all times.
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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the entire point of life is to be silly, kind, and really weird btw.
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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idk i just wanna sit in a dark library at night in the candlelight wearing an oversized sweater and exchange glances over my book to my lover while the rain pours outside and feel at peace with the world
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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One of the worst feelings has to be when you finish an amazing book and have no one to talk to about it
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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Worst thing ever in the whole world is when a thunderstorm is forecasted and then it doesn’t storm. literally so rude I was excited for this all day.
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ladystrawberrysblog · 2 years
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She's a ten but she wants to turn into a nymph and live in an enchanted, ethereal meadow with a magical lake.
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