#minersdaughter

[romantic-hero]

“"Come to bed, my love.” His voice was low. It never ceased to amaze him how much he needed his wife. The comfort of her embrace was all that kept him sane. He realized he could not do without her. She was all that mattered to him.

[laissez-faireism]

miners-daughter:

“Oh shush, you deserve me. Your father on the other hand..." A teasing smile graced her lips before a chuckle left her. "Come, have a piece. Do you want to have something to drink as well? I can squeeze you some oranges if you like? I just bought them this morning. I'm even thinking of getting a tree of our own. They will also be very helpful to Dwight and his patients. Will save us all some coin."

“That sounds utterly delightful.”

His expression warmed further, eyebrows lifting. “But---a tree of our own, you say---? Could one be grown here?” He smiled at her inquiringly, sliding a chair from beneath the table and sitting down; casting a hand back through his curls. 

[gilbertkingelisa]

“Tomorrow was to be Our Wedding Day” #thehousecarpentersdaughter #shadows #fotografia #photography #deadtrees #meetingpoint #oldworld #sepiaphotography #brownpictures #antiquity #dress #folkart #shade #italian #bride #greatshots #country #photooftheevening #prairies #overyonder #elatardecer #photoshoot #artistsoninstagram #godisart #sepia #town #minersdaughter #workers #gilbertkingelisaphotography #gilbertkingelisa https://www.instagram.com/p/CBEuKqdHnYZ/?igshid=a0b0soxcat7s

[invisibledon]

Miner's Daughter Oatmeal Stout by Mountain State Brewing Company, Thomas, West Virginia - medium body 5.3% by vol. Okay  #beer #oatmealstout #mountainstatebrewingcompany #minersdaughter

[romantic-hero]

"Ross. Come to bed. Tomorrow shall bring new solutions."

“"If I come to bed, I can think of a solution that will solve my woes before the morrow’s sun has risen.” He took his wife’s hand and let her pull him into the bed. They only time he felt at peace was with Demelza behind the closed door of their chamber.

[romantic-hero]

“"Demelza!”

[romantic-hero]

“Demelza!” He poured himself some brandy and sat before the fire. Where was Demelza? It was all he could do not to ride over to Trenwith and thrash George. The thought of giving George what he deserved was almost more than he could resist. He could tolerate George’s insults when directed at him, but for George to insult Demelza was another matter entirely. He downed his brandy in one swallow.

“Demelza!”