It’s really weird thinking about how every person you walk by has a name and a personality and a group of friends you’ll never know and a messed up family or an awesome family or that they’re in love or that they’re depressed or are having the best or worst day of their life. There are a lot of people around and I’ll hardly know any of them.
(via love-andlifee)
A cross-section of wall paints from an 18th century theater. Each band represents a different coat of paint that was visualized with reflected light microscopy at 100-times magnification.
Image by Natasha Loeblich, Colonial Williamsburg Foundation.
(via ginandbird)
Selling flowers on Main Street, Nantucket.
Selling flowers out of wine crates in the back of an old Ford? Hmmm.
Yep my heart just skipped a beat
@thinknorth… this is part of the utopian orchard farm fishery… put it in the plans…
