fond of.

not catholic by name or blood but i’ve always been drawn to rosaries. so delicate and tender

i OBSESSIVELY hoard pics of them on my phone. i’m utterly entranced by how they sit in the landscape. they’re stunning to look at, almost religious… especially when thick mist rolls in and you can only trace their outlines elevating into the gray sky… massive structures climbing into nothingness & disappearing as they touch the clouds like cold iron limbs