The Felt Leaning

No sentimentality. Just play the notes.
badengagementphotos:

My favorite thing about this pregnancy announcement isn’t the fact that the man is in a suit and the woman is in an apron (hideous), but they fact that they photoshopped the piece of bread into the photo. 
(fan submission)

badengagementphotos:

My favorite thing about this pregnancy announcement isn’t the fact that the man is in a suit and the woman is in an apron (hideous), but they fact that they photoshopped the piece of bread into the photo. 

(fan submission)

laurajmoss:

Fresh out of the water, newborn sea lion pups roll in sand to protect themselves from the blazing sun in San Cristobal, Galapagos Islands.

laurajmoss:

Fresh out of the water, newborn sea lion pups roll in sand to protect themselves from the blazing sun in San Cristobal, Galapagos Islands.

(via bookoisseur)

dionnelips:

When I get excited about something my friend has no interest in.

dionnelips:

When I get excited about something my friend has no interest in.

(via hoolis)

lareviewofbooks:


Monotheism in Kentucky, Present Time By Maurice Manning
I thought of beginning this utteranceby saying I had a taste todayof pure joy, but on second thoughtI’m tired of purity and nowprefer mistakes—that’s it, I madea mistake today in tending the gardenand spreading straw around the green,encouraging the peas to climb;I was, in short, enjoying itand naked to the waist was Iand then it rained and I kept on working,believing I was giving Goda hand and then I thought, what kindof idiot thinks he’s helping God?
Read more new poems from Maurice Manning for National Poetry Month.

lareviewofbooks:

Monotheism in Kentucky, Present Time
By Maurice Manning

I thought of beginning this utterance
by saying I had a taste today
of pure joy, but on second thought
I’m tired of purity and now
prefer mistakes—that’s it, I made
a mistake today in tending the garden
and spreading straw around the green,
encouraging the peas to climb;
I was, in short, enjoying it
and naked to the waist was I
and then it rained and I kept on working,
believing I was giving God
a hand and then I thought, what kind
of idiot thinks he’s helping God?

Read more new poems from Maurice Manning for National Poetry Month.

hippievanss:

found this old piano in the bushes last spring, hiking around an island. it’s been there for so long the tree is growing into it & it makes me wonder who used to play it and why it’s outside

hippievanss:

found this old piano in the bushes last spring, hiking around an island. it’s been there for so long the tree is growing into it & it makes me wonder who used to play it and why it’s outside

(via jonathanrichman)