August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
— Sylvia Plath (via sincerely-elenaa)
Taken by my father, on Allagash River, of our family dog: Eulalie.
If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.
— A.A. Milne (via observando)