Nautical but nice

Anna - 24 - Melbourne - librarian-in-training.
Cyclamen, living room (indoor jungle 5)

Cyclamen, living room (indoor jungle 5)

Not sure what this is, my study (indoor jungle 4)

Not sure what this is, my study (indoor jungle 4)

Maidenhair and umbrella plant, my study (indoor jungle 3)

Maidenhair and umbrella plant, my study (indoor jungle 3)

Peace lily, my room (indoor jungle 2)

Peace lily, my room (indoor jungle 2)

Peace lily, hallway (indoor jungle 1)

Peace lily, hallway (indoor jungle 1)

Our Values

theparisreview:

Best of all things are the lights in the skybut what I am seeking is sleep.Or not sleep exactly,because of the dreams and the damage they do,but places to sleep, on the ground,in the middles of cities that are strange to me:cots that cost nothing, whatever the slant,spots that are mine at nightfall,favorable places the size of my body.where grass grows out of the brickwork,under the stars or the lights of the tunnels.
—Thomas Frick, “Sleep”Photography Credit Sugimoto Hiroshi

theparisreview:

Best of all things are the lights in the sky
but what I am seeking is sleep.
Or not sleep exactly,
because of the dreams and the damage they do,
but places to sleep, on the ground,
in the middles of cities that are strange to me:
cots that cost nothing, whatever the slant,
spots that are mine at nightfall,
favorable places the size of my body.
where grass grows out of the brickwork,
under the stars or the lights of the tunnels.

Thomas Frick, “Sleep”
Photography Credit Sugimoto Hiroshi

Happy birthday to meeeee (work cake!) (at The Melbourne Athenaeum Library)

Happy birthday to meeeee (work cake!) (at The Melbourne Athenaeum Library)

Poor self control in nursery (at Masters Hardware)

Poor self control in nursery (at Masters Hardware)

Went to the Dawn Service this morning

at the Shrine of Remembrance in Melbourne, and while the bugling left much to be desired there was a great sense of togetherness as we all stood there in the cold dark listening to the speakers (and inadequate bugling).

At the going down of the sun, and in the morning

We will remember them