December … Days of clear brilliance. Evenings that were like cups of glamor–the purest vintage of winter’s wine. Nights with their fire of stars. Cold, exquisite winter sunrises … Moonlight on birches in a silver thaw … Great silences, austere and searching.

LM Montgomery, The Blue Castle

{Quotes marguaxpoetry on Instagram / Sarah Kay}

— December 18, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

— Natalie Diaz, Manhattan Is a Lenape Word

December 16, 1930 The early diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977

jeste li spremni za hladne

Decembarske noći ?

Oliver Herford, "I Heard a Bird Sing"

DECEMBER

chandrama deshmukh, a teaspoon of stars / claude monet, snow scene at argenteuil, 1875 / counting crows, a long december / anna mary ‘grandma’ robertson moses, snow ball / natalie diaz, manhattan is a lenape word / laetitia de haas, birds in a winter garden / fritz ward, love letter from inside fatherhood / nate klug, advent / serhiy shyshko, saint volodymyr's hill / w. s. merwin, song of three smiles / charlotte joan sternberg, home through the pines ii / mike chasar, conches on christmas / alfred sisley, la maison sous la neige, 1878 / robert creeley, the door / claude monet, the magpie / sarah kay, winter without you

Carry It Well, song by Sam Fischer

may december be full of peace, good vibes, smiles, good books, happy moments and love. ♥︎

Jean Lorrain, from Selected Poems; "Dropping Petals," written c. 1889

— December 19, 1911 / Franz Kafka diaries

Solar: Look at this thing.

Solar: *holds up Jack like a cat*

Solar: This thing has not a single thought in its head.

Solar: But this thing is my son.

December 1, 1928 The early diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977