“Love comes in so many different forms, but it is always love. If it is love, then it is love.”
― Elizabeth Strout, Tell Me Everything
hops, in early evening light
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100 days of summer :: day 76
“The bread was earthy and chewy, crunchy on the bottom and meltingly soft on top, and rather than rubbing the bread with tomato as in a traditional pan con tomate (yes, I'd done my research), the raw tomato had been shredded and mashed and spread on top, a cool, sweet, tangy contrast to the bread. A hint of garlic spoke up in the back of my throat; anchovies whispered underneath, the salt and the brine making everything else taste sweeter.”
― Amanda Elliot, Best Served Hot
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breakfast
100 days of summer :: day 75
“Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar.”
— William Faulkner
melancholy
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100 days of summer :: day 74
A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.
- May Sarton
out the back door
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100 days of summer :: day 73
“For years, she had been in mourning for the way she had let her life slip through her fingers. Given another chance, she’d told herself, she would take more care to experience it. But lately, she was finding that she had experienced it after all and just forgotten, and now it was returning to her.”
― Anne Tyler, A Spool of Blue Thread
heading home
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100 days of summer :: days71&72
“Water creates so much beauty, life and mystery.”
― Fennel Hudson, A Meaningful Life - Fennel's Journal - No. 1
cabin # 7
100 days of summer :: day 70
"The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in,
but you cannot forever fence it out."
- J.R.R. Tolkien's
"Nobody puts Baby in a corner."