“..the only people for me are the mad ones... who burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars...” Kerouac

Married my best friend four years ago today. Seems to be working out so far. 😉❤️
Homestretch👌#sunshinecoast #wilderness #backpacking #sunshinecoasttrail #powellriver #backcountry #explorebc #beertastessogoodrightnow  (at Sunshine Coast Trail)
Happy 4th anniversary to this outstanding gentleman. @scottbailey you are the best husband on the planet. Thank you. ❤️ (at Sunshine Coast Trail)
#powellriver #sunset #tokensummersunsetpic #becauseeverywestcoastsunsetblowsmymind (at Willingdon Beach)
Powell River sunset #tokensummersunsetpic #becauseeverywestcoastsunsetblowsmind  (at Willingdon Beach)
onwardwolf:

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kindCannot bear very much reality.

T.S. Eliot // Burnt Norton
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onwardwolf:

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind
Cannot bear very much reality.

T.S. Eliot // Burnt Norton

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takemetomountains:

Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?  |  C.S. Lewis

http://takemetomountains.tumblr.com/post/83913176405/i-will-arise-and-go-now-and-go-to-innisfree-and

takemetomountains:

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of…
takemetomountains:

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself | D.H. Lawrence
Print Shop: here

takemetomountains:

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself | D.H. Lawrence

Print Shop: here

“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.”

—   Henry David Thoreau (via awelltraveledwoman)

(Source: theunquotables, via awelltraveledwoman)