beingblog: “ “A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.” ~Francis Marion Crawford from Wandering Ghosts photo by Christopher Knauss (Taken with...

beingblog:

“A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.”

~Francis Marion Crawford from Wandering Ghosts

photo by Christopher Knauss (Taken with Instagram)

There is a reason behind my blog name. Sometimes I forget it. But it exists, and, sometimes, the blog itself reminds me of that.

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