This is the MAGICAL PATH TO AUTUMNAL ECSTASY!! Where all bucolic bounty can be found and every atom in your body will ooze with a fierce sort of bliss until you must sit on the ground overcome with rapture and delight.

   That is what would happen to ME, anyway. This was posted on pixdaus by connie

1 year ago 49 notes

   A good example of why sexy doesn’t have to be pornographic. Love the shoes.

          by Sarah H. on flickr

2 years ago 25 notes
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  I LOVE doors with numbers on them! They look very French. I am certain this door is in Paris. I am certainly certain, of that you can be sure. This does not mean it actually IS, now.
   image by Simon Duckworth on redbubble.com

  I LOVE doors with numbers on them! They look very French. I am certain this door is in Paris. I am certainly certain, of that you can be sure. This does not mean it actually IS, now.

   image by Simon Duckworth on redbubble.com

2 years ago 9 notes

   Look at all this gorgeous red ivy AAAAAH it is lovely!!! This is in Montreal, province of Quebec, Canada.

   And it was from one of those wallpaper sites but I can’t remember which. Sorry! I wasn’t even searching for it ANYWAY. I was searching for these gardens in West Sussex. I am never to blame.

2 years ago 11 notes

  This spooky and lovely bare tree limb image brought to you by Tara Turner on flickr.

   Well, I brought it to you. But she did the image. Bully for her.

2 years ago 34 notes

   The Barley Mow in Walderton, West Sussex. Isn’t this the GREATEST STOREFRONT PICTURE ever?? Sure it is!  

   Today I got The Hidden Places of Sussex that I had ordered from amazon.com and I was so excited I let out a shriek of ecstasy when I saw the UPS dude coming up our walkway. I think I frightened him because he tossed the book down and made haste back to his truck. I do not care, however, because I LOVE SUSSEX.

   image by sarah sosiak on flickr and I cropped out the dry cleaners to the left but that is okay because I have her signed written permission framed on the wall above my computer.

2 years ago 26 notes

   Knock, knock, who’s there.

   I just realized that may make no sense to some of you unless there are knock-knock jokes in other countries. I have lived in Mexico, Peru, and Canada, and I do not remember hearing any knock-knock jokes there. So tell me, Oh Friends In Foreign Lands, does “knock knock, who’s there?” mean anything to you, or did you just imagine I was rambling on in my usual demented fashion? Somebody tell me pleeeez. TELL ME YELLOWCRAYON I KNOW YOU HAVE LIVED EVERYWHERE.

   Red door in the Netherlands Pieter Musterd on flickr

2 years ago 21 notes

   I shall dedicate this colorfully crimson maple leaf bookmark to busysupervising and muggleotter, my favourite Canadian followers.

   Denyse Bechard on flickr

2 years ago 78 notes