wI love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age.
A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.

(via tatteredbanners)

(via your-deer)

(Source: thedrunkenorseman, via ninquelen)

lori-rocks:

Green (by ulfbjolin)

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ahappycluster:

via pinterest, so i don’t know the actual source.

Source on flickr added. These days it’s pretty simple to drag and drop a picture into a Google Images search. Not 100% effective, but works a good deal of the time.

yes plz

(via childofthefoxes)

I WOULD LIKE LAND FULL OF THESE FOR A GATHER PLEASE.

(Source: theartofhiding, via kinhomes)

chaosas:

My backyard totally knows how to make me happy (by ashapiro515)

(via c-h-a-o-s)

volturius:

dreaming woods (by sbiaditoricordo)

(via ninquelen)

childofthefoxes:

The first rays of sun after 30 days of rain… (by oysters4me)