♥ Last Tango in Halifax
♥ talking to my granny on the phone
♥ chewy chocolate cookies
♥ Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. — Richard Brautigan
♥ spicy black tea
♥ the first tree in the neighborhood to change colors
♥ These wild, sweet, perfect things
Are little miracles your memory sings,
Till heart on heart makes us one music again.
— e.e. cummings, Sonnet
♥ starting the Outlander series
♥ to be known
♥ O were my love yon Lilac fair,
Wi’ purple blossoms to the Spring,
And I, a bird to shelter there,
When wearied on my little wing!
How I wad mourn when it was torn
By Autumn wild, and Winter rude!
But I wad sing on wanton wing,
When youthfu’ May its bloom renew’d.
— Robert Burns