I am made for autumn. Summer and I have a fickle relationship, but everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers, Wellington boots, scarves, thin first, then thick, socks. The low slanting light, the crisp mornings, the chill in my fingers, those last warm sunny days before the rain and the wind. Her moody hues and subdued palate punctuated every now and again by a brilliant orange, scarlet or copper goodbye. She is my true love.
A recipe for Rowan Jelly by Alys Fowler (via theflowershop)
The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, and walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had.
Quotes and Thoughts (via timefliestoday)
I talk a way to much about my past because I’m scared as hell about my future.
15th August, Elias E. (via ost-kreuz)