The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes.
Frank Lloyd Wright
Through a hotel (restaurant) window at night in Portsmouth, England… the mood was exceptionally lovely.
Happy Wednesday everyone. x❤x
“The world today is sick to its thin blood for lack of elemental things,
for fire before the hands, for water welling from the earth, for air,
for the dear earth itself underfoot.
In my world of beach and june these elemental presences lived and had their being…”
— Henry Beston (The Outermost House: A Year of Life On The Great Beach of Cape Cod)