"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night." A little doodle by Charlie-Bowater for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer by Sarah Williams.
Please stop pinning this taxidermist photo of a DEAD FOX AND DEAD RABBIT and glorifying it as art. They are not cute or adorable. Just DEAD. If you ever really thought a rabbit would lay on top of a living fox.dig deep for some common sense.