Good wood - regardless of how remote and harsh the environment of this home in Quebec, once inside it exudes an aura of cool and calm modernity that feels more akin to city living than the wilderness.

As though touching her
might make him known to himself

as though his hand moving
over her body might find who
he is, as though he lay inside her, a country

his hand’s traveling uncovered
as though such a country arose
continually up out of her
to meet his hand’s setting forth and setting forth.

And the places on her body have no names.
And she is what’s immense about the night.
And their clothes on the floor are arranged
for forgetfulness.
—  Li-Young Lee, “Dwelling”

I wish I woke up to you.
I wish I rolled over only to find the comfort of my white sheets complimenting your blue compelling eyes.

I wish I got to see you every morning and learn your Dailey routine as my own;

Breakfast, bathroom, cigarette & coffee.

I wish the feeling and scent of your skin never left mine.

But instead, I wake up to the comfort of my sheets by myself.
With light from the sun piercing down on my empty bed.
I role over to find another pillow & barely have enough motivation to start my morning.

Thinking of you until I’m here.
Writing about you. Again.

-another one of my mornings

—  Loveme-never

The Hidden Cottage by Frank Pickavant
Via Flickr:
Photographed near Chipping in Lancashire. 


Good wood - I don’t know if it’s just me but I thought log cabins were rustic old things… seems I was wrong. Introducing this little peach by Texas firm Andersson-Wise in the state of Montana that’s raised on stilts to provide views of a nearby lake.

Training to walk with God by hearing his voice daily isn’t so easy. Sometimes God reveals himself in a thunderstorm, other times in the wind, or just by whispering into your ears. Lately, I’ve been waking up an hour before my usual time before school happens and such, and there’s a sense of peace that comes along with it. Before I do my usual morning routine, I set an hour for Him, dwelling on His voice, and just listening and praying. My conscience is clear and new in the morning, because I usually don’t think about anything major, maybe because it’s still bright in the morning but, my soul and mind is set to pray for things in my life and as well as other. Throughout this week, God has revealed himself in so many ways, in the loud, while I walk home from school, the quiet time in my room, and also in other people’s lives. He, himself is a person as well, He has a personality, He has a conversation awaiting for you. He wants to be your best friend and the person that you think of first when it comes to waking up, falling asleep, online, or at the park. Walking with the Lord is easy, but listening for him, and to Him could be a challenge. 


Good wood - a stunning abode in the wilds surrounding Lake Tahoe, the ‘Martin Dunsmuir House’ by local architects Sagemodern. Who knew the wilderness could be so refined?