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there is magic in the desert. it is a latent, wild magic and it demands me to return.

September is a month like any other and unlike any other. It seems in September everything awaited will arrive: in the calm air, in a particular scent, in the stillness of the quay. When September comes, I know I’m going to lose myself.

Reina María Rodríguez  (via rlyrlyugly)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via almostgolden)

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ufansius:

Dew Drops on Peony - Hanne Lore Koehler
softwaring:

Sunrise over Towers of Paine
Patagonia, Chile
Frances Kwok