How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December’s bareness everywhere!
And yet this time removed was summer’s time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widowed wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seemed to me
But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit,
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And thou away, the very birds are mute.
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
William Shakespeare
It really has been a long time since I mustered the strength to continue blogging again, due to some life complications or a million other things that presented them selves as problems in my way, I decided it was best to step a bit back and focus on them. But now that this horrible 2016 is coming to an end, I can feel my inspiration slowly blossoming again and I can finally return to making images and looks that relaxed me. Here is loking forward to a million more posts!
Dust and Glitter 
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