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You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'the artist' and the all-sufficiency of 'art' and 'beauty' and 'love', back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermude, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time – back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.
- Thomas Wolfe


  1. Those tiny daisy-like flowers are all over my yard right now. This is the right way to use them. ♥

    1. Lawn-daisy time is my favourite time of year!

      We didn't have them where I grew up, so I'm still so excited about there being tiny flowers on the lawn (and they also mean that the artichoke thistles will flower soon, and they're incredible).

  2. I'm in love with daisies ever since I was a kid. I'm a flower child

  3. Dude. You´re flat lays, always solid! Great inspiring stuff!



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