The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe ’tis cloudless night,
And swaying branches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.
Though here at journey’s end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.
Credits:
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer Hammock w/Throw **NEW** at Access Event
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer His Hat **NEW** at Access Event
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer Her Hat **NEW** at Access Event
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer Fig **NEW** at Access Event
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer Stack **NEW** at Access Event
*Nutmeg. Memories of Summer Wreath Bonus **NEW** at Access Event
{anc} darkroom / Derain- Varane’s custom camera 5Li RARE
Contrast – Weekend Cotton Vase
..::THOR::.. Shutters Cabinet
hive // waterside shack w/ dock
Photo taken at Deer River (coming soon)
the glamour sauce 