Prayer candles left at Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb. Prayer candles left at Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb. Prayer candles left at Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb. Prayer candles left at Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb. Prayer candles left at Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb.
The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset. The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset.

The wondrous architecture of Mirogoj Cemetery in Zagreb, especially around sunset.

“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”
— John Steinbeck, East of Eden  (via thatkindofwoman)

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A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return. A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return.

A photo essay from a tea house in Sarajevo. Sat here with a friend for some time; conversation, biscuits, honey, and frequent exclamations on my part on the exquisite lighting. Shall certainly return.

“I urge you to please notice when you are happy.”
— Kurt Vonnegut (via laviesepoursuit)

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An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia.

An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia.

Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete.
“Would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first?”
Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores.

Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores.