
Feels like letting go. And I’ll always remember, the part of you so tender.
On Valentines Day in 1884, Teddy Roosevelt’s wife and mother died within hours of each other. This was his diary entry for that Thursday.
via LettersOfNote by way of Gene Weingarten.
Esto viene siendo un Dog Plank?! jajajajathefluffingtonpost:
Maddie the Coonhound Will Stand on Just About Anything
Meet Maddie. She likes to stand on things. Pretty much anything you can think of.
Go ahead. Name a thing. Maddie probably stood on it.
Via Maddie On Things.
Lauren Tardanico Vreeland’s pick of the week: “Hard to choose a favorite page in Paris vs New York, but this one’s hard to beat.”