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#spring quotes
petaltexturedskies · 1 year
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mary oliver, worm moon
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It's March. I open the window and spring floats in, kisses me on the nose. I have waited so long- and now the Sun is washing the world in yellow, and now the seeds sprout green in the dirt, and now the trees are budding and ready to bloom- and it was all so worth it
Schuyler Peck, Worth the Wait
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positivelypresent · 1 month
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Spring sadness is real!
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gennsoup · 1 month
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Sun makes the day new. Tiny green plants emerge from earth. Birds are singing the sky into place. There is nowhere else I want to be but here. I lean into the rhythm of your heart to see where it will take us.
Joy Harjo, For Keeps
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Tuesday, March 28th, 1933
"It is the finest spring ever known -- soft, hot, blue, misty."
~ Virginia Woolf, A Writer's Diary
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when the air and sun in the green fields with wildflowers starts feeling like "oh i love being alive"
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thoselovelythings · 1 month
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oldfarmhouse · 1 year
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𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬⚣︎
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yourcozylibrary · 2 months
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“Springtime is the land awakening. The March winds are the morning yawn.”
―Lewis Grizzard
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petaltexturedskies · 1 year
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Frances Hodgson Burnett, from The Secret Garden
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letsbeapoemtogether · 25 days
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I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.
Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me
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positivelypresent · 1 month
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It’s alright. 💗
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gennsoup · 1 month
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The lilacs, bending many a year, With purple load will hang; The bees will not forget the tune Their old forefathers sang.
Emily Dickinson, The springtime's pallid landscape
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"This spring is as black / As a faithless heart;"
~ Charles Guérin, The Journey's End (tr. Jethro Bithell)
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morepeachyogurt · 1 year
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louise glück, vita nova
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thoselovelythings · 1 month
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