fall,

the sun warms the eucalyptus and the scent of its fallen bark is like un-sugared perfume.

it’s rust and foggy.

these days, I want to be wrapped in linen.

no matter the wrinkles it gives in. 

each crease like a trophy from the day’s triumphs.

nightfall in autumn, the mo...

all photos taken by me (with help from camera timer and mobile phone remote app) + edited by me (photoshop)! :-)

N.

It is difficult to recreate how we feel about things or why/ how we feel about things (this is the simplest way I can describe this idea): That feeling when you accidentally bump into someone you are secretly in love with, or when you hear a perfect set of lyrics in a...

Here's a playlist of beautiful songs entitled, "Open Shutters; Morning Light."

pls enjoy <3

N