Travel is so rewarding that it should take precedence over other things younger people spend money on.
“Advice on Finishing With No Regrets” (via musingsinfemininity)(via awelltraveledwoman)
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A best friend of mine, Kaytlin, is getting married on Saturday. My mind is swimming with poems. Here’s one about trees by William Meredith.

Tree Marriage
In Chota Nagpur and Bengal
the betrothed are tied with threads to
mango trees, they marry the trees
as well as one another, and
the two trees marry each other.
Could we do that some time with oaks
or beeches? This gossamer we
hold each other with, this web
of love and habit is not enough.
In mistrust of heavier ties,
I would like tree-siblings for us,
standing together somewhere, two
trees married with us, lightly, their
fingers barely touching in sleep,
our threads invisible but holding.
Via The Poetry Foundation
In that dream I’m as old as the mountains
Still as starlight reflected in fountains
Children grown on the edge of the ocean
Kept like jewelry, kept with devotion
…I will see you someday when I’ve woken
I’ll be so happy just to have spoken
I’ll have so much to tell you about it
I was a girl torn between love and the idea of love.
I burned their letters in the metal trash bin
behind the broken fence. It was the summer of love
and I wore nothing under my cotton vest,
my Mexican skirt.
(Dorianne Laux)
Time to work on these faults of mine.
(I just want to go camping in my backyard,
drink a thick cabernet and listen to Sparklehorse.
Is that too much to ask?)
“Sit me down, shut me up, I’ll calm down, and I’ll get along with you—”
Sexy.