52 weeks words + images | week sixteen
37 — Thirty-seven and here’s what I’ve learned: Always say yes to dessert. Enormous hills are meant to be rolled down. Only […]
37 — Thirty-seven and here’s what I’ve learned: Always say yes to dessert. Enormous hills are meant to be rolled down. Only […]
gardening — Life tells us to bloom where we are planted; essentially, to accept our fate and make the best of it, […]
under seas — When I was a child, escape was crucial to survival. I would close the door to my bedroom and […]
closed windows — It can be a heady thing, thinking of all the other potential lives that lie just outside your own. […]
for her — I have a vast collection of shells, many of which I didn’t even have to look for; they simply […]
© Jennifer Summer | 2015 Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection […]
Put your hands on my knees, she said, and think of me as a book you’ve been dying to read. – Michael […]
move — These shoes are like coming home. Every day, I remind my body of what it can do and from where […]
wordless — Some days, my love for him swallows all words.© Jennifer Summer | 2015
love – it can and should be so easy like falling asleep in a chair or like a church full of windows. […]