As Susan left her driveway, she had a feeling she was being watched…and she was. The ghosts of people who had been a part of Wisteria Lane were gazing upon her as she passed. They watched her as they watch everyone, always hoping the living could learn to put aside rage and sorrow, bitterness and regret. These ghosts watch wanting people to remember that even the most desperate life is oh so wonderful.
Indre Art Photography
Fine art photographer of people, architecture and still life
My theory is about moments, moments of impact. My theory is that these moments of impact, these flashes of high intensity that completely turn our lives upside down actually end up defining who we are. The thing is each one of us is the sum total of every moment that we’ve ever experienced with all the people we’ve ever known. And it’s these moments that become our history. Like our own personal greatest hits of memories that we play and replay in our minds over and over again.
Time traveller
(via thousands-of-memories)
If the sun were to explode, you wouldn’t even know about it for 8 minutes, because that’s how long it takes for light to travel to us. For 8 minutes, the world would still be bright and it would still feel warm.
..I don’t love you, but I always will… on Flickr.
Missing the summer and missing the sea… makes me wonder if these sunny days are going to stay here for a little longer.. I’d really like to travel to the seaside some time soon and take photographs.
Absolutely in love with Hurts ♥ brilliant band!
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Here’s a blossoming tree who doesn’t mind the cold of winter
