thursday

thousand word thursday

the moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep. (alice hoffman)

thousand word thursday

footsteps in the snow suggest where you have been, point to where you were going; but when they suddenly vanish, never dismiss the possibility of flight. (diane duane)

thousand word thursday

there are years that ask questions, and years that answer them. (zora neale hurston) [i’m secretly hoping 2011 is the latter]

twenty three | year three

thousand word thursday there are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. (george carlin)

sixteen | year three

thousand word thursday at christmas, all roads lead home. (marjorie holmes)

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