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“The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity.”
When I was young I loved the notion of not growing up. To be eternally young and free from the many adult responsibilities that I saw my mother and her friends overtake. 525 more words
As an avid bookstagrammer (@project_lectito), I’m always on the hunt for fun and creative bookish accounts to follow on the ‘gram. And because there are so many fabulous bookstagrammers around, and our little community is growing every day, I like to start the month with a shout out to 20 accounts, big and small, that have inspired me of late. 120 more words
This month I took part in an instagram challenge called #lilbookishseptember which was hosted by @lisalostinlit and @lostinlit_becca.
I took photos for almost all the days, and only skipped a few at the end when I was a bit busy having my birthday ;) 21 more words