Nancy T.

“It’s easy to look at the contours of a forest and feel a bone deep love for nature. It’s less easy to remember that the contours of your own body represent the exact same nature. The pathways of your mind. Your dreams, dark and strange as sprouts curling beneath a flat rock. Your regret, bitter as the citrus rot of old cut grass. It’s the same as the nature you make time to love. That you practice loving. The forest. The meadow. The sweeping arm of a galaxy. You are as natural as any postcard landscape and deserve the same love.”
― Jarod K. Anderson, Field Guide to the Haunted Forest

“Can verbs be made up? I'll tell you one. I heaven you, so my wings will open wide to love you boundlessly.”
― Frida Kahlo

“The light constantly changes, and that alters the atmosphere and beauty of things every minute.”
― Claude Monet, Monet By Himself

“There's an endless autumn in me,
scenting my thoughts like campfire smoke.”
― Jarod K. Anderson, Field Guide to the Haunted Forest