this life

Pictures of recent days (because I am very Frederick-like and believe in storing up sunshine and colors and words) and some song lyrics from Mumford & Sons' Wilder Minds, which has been slowly growing on me over the past year.  There is, in this case, no particular connection between the pictures and words, just that they both are part of my life right now.


I only ever told you one lie
When it could have been a thousand
Might as well have been a thousand


 This is never gonna go our way
If I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind


And I know what's on your mind
God knows I put it there


A life lived much too fast to hold onto
...
This life I tried to hard to give to you


Didn't they say that only love will win in the end?


I didn't fool you, but I failed you
In short, made a fool out of you


There is no great thing, to stop and sing
Waiting for the rain


And I can't be for you all the things you want me to
But I will love you constantly


And though we cry, we must stay alive.


It's shaping up to be a beautiful and good summer around here.

Earlier this week, Jacob Powell was talking about some plan that he had for something he wanted to do.  I wasn't really listening, being more interested in the Jamie Smith book I was starting and my bread with butter and jam and cheese, until I heard my name.

"Hannah Keeler," Jacob said solemnly, "would you be overjoyed to do it with me?"

"I would be over joyed," Merry told him.

Over joyed.  That's how I feel right now.  

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