#seasons

After two undefeated seasons of 'Worst Cooks in America,' I'm ready for a third. Going against Bobby Flay takes the challenge to another level, but I'm ready to whip these contestants into shape and the winner is sure to be from Team Burrell. ↗

— Anne Burrell

#against #america #another #bobby #challenge

I heard that people were really interested in the new haircut, which I think is so funny. Great haircut, I really like it. It goes great with the time period. And I was super, super, super-happy to have my bangs swept to the side rather than straight in front of me, which I dealt with for three seasons. I'm very, very much done with that. ↗

— Elizabeth Moss

#dealt #done #front #funny #goes

Through the years I've been getting better and better and better, and it's what you learn though the seasons. ↗

— David Ortiz

#better #getting #getting better #i #learn

The flowers anew, returning seasons bring; but beauty faded has no second spring. ↗

— Ambrose Philips

#beauty #bring #faded #flowers #returning

When you live by the sea, there are definite seasons when you can see the weather coming and going, which lends itself to photography. ↗

— Graeme Le Saux

#definite #going #itself #lends #live

What were you thinking when Trevor had that gun to your head?” “That I was going to die.” I said sounding too sarcastic to actually cover up that I was thinking something much different. “Well, I know that…but when you heard him start to pull the trigger your face changed. I watched it as I pulled the trigger on him.” He said his body still tense against mine. “I was thinking why the hell you hadn’t saved me yet.” “Sure you were. That’s not what I saw in your face.” He noted as his body relaxed. I turned to look at him again and our faces were barely an inch apart. “Then you know what I was thinking, so why are you asking? ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#in-between-seasons #post-apocalyptic #ya-dystopian #ya-romance #change

A long time have I lived with you And now we must be going Separately to be together. Perhaps I shall be the wind To blur your smooth waters So that you do not see your face too much. Perhaps I shall be the star To guide your uncertain wings So that you have direction in the night. Perhaps I shall be the fire To separate your thoughts So that you do not give up. Perhaps I shall be the rain To open up the earth So that your seed may fall. Perhaps I shall be the snow To let your blossoms sleep So that you may bloom in spring. Perhaps I shall be the stream To play a song on the rock So that you are not alone. Perhaps I shall be a new mountain So that you always have a home. ↗

— Nancy Wood

#grief #loss #native-american #nature #seasons

I love how summer just wraps it’s arms around you like a warm blanket. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#love #nostalgia #nostalgic #seasons #summer

What we are waiting for is not as important as what happens to us while we are waiting. Trust the process. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#faith #positive-thinking #preparation #seasons-of-waiting #the-process

If you’re still waiting for it, it mean you’re not yet ready for it…whatever “it” is…so stop looking at waiting as a punishment and start looking at it as preparation! ↗

— Mandy Hale

#faith #keeping-the-faith #positive-thinking #preparation #punishment