ever upward.

twas grace that brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home//

mountains & vegetarian food & laughter & poetry. My heroes are my childhood camp counselors, John Muir and Jesus Christ. I would rather sleep outside than anywhere else. I believe that the world is sometimes sad but that people are good. work hard & tell the ones you love you love them. xo, kyle
It’s ok you know,
to be carried now and then,
strength too needs a rest.
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via ironworthstriking)


(via poetryandstones)


"December 19, 1973: I only know because our meticulous bookkeeper wrote the date on the back of her copy of the photo. A cold wind blew, which is why so many of us look pained through the smiles. We’d had quite a year: started sewing packs, made the decision to get more seriously into the clothing business, bought the building next door (an abandoned meatpacking plant) and renovated its old wooden-floored exec offices into a proper retail store. We’d gone on a hiring spree, I can tell from this photo, thanks to retail and sewing. You wouldn’t have seen so many women around six months earlier. Of the 25 or so grownups here, 41 years later two still own the company, one serves on the Board, three still work here—25% of the original count. Waddya know." - Vincent Stanley, one of the three who still work here.

love this

So much catching up with so many great people last night. #mlr

best kind of reunion


He still comes home and graces the beach with his guitar and face once a summer, what a gem.

(Source: takemetomountains)

nothing like one of your favorite pastors telling you that you have gifts of spiritual vocation and she thinks you should pursue church ministry to throw your discernment process into craziness. Breathe, breathe.


Pulling over off the 101 on the Oregon Coast
my darlings

patagonia: Fred Beckey and Eric Björnstad holding a sign found in the Canyonlands, Utah. Photo by #Fred Beckey #funhogging
I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
- Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour  (via ismiamora)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via mmlet)