one of the things i find most bewitching about italy is the textural feeling of its city streets. ancient brick, peeling paint, new growth. so much beauty lies in such details.
thanks for reading, friends. xo.
what sort of diary should i like mine to be? something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. i should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through.
virginia woolf
love these texture photos.
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