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.
(via tatteredbanners)
A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.(via your-deer)
(Source: thedrunkenorseman, via ninquelen)
(via childofthefoxes)
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)
” forest” by Saulius Onaitis
bamboo 2 by *shyfoxling
The first rays of sun after 30 days of rain… (by oysters4me)












