#pine woods
‘There is a rusty light on the pines tonight, sun poured wine, lord, or marrow, into the bones of the birches and spires of the churches jutting out from the shadow.’ - Emily,Joanna Newsom
Dorset, 2016
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the wind lifts me to my senses
i rise up with the dew
the snow turns to streams of light
spell, nick cave & the bad seeds
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