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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>easily inspired by simple words, happy people, driving and big skies 
“there are things bigger than this”</description><title>elle</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ellemcgee)</generator><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/6db5603ca4b5d7db46c6d5c5723afb80/tumblr_mn2i9ohNfj1qdbtk3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50930373452</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50930373452</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 16:31:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m447oeqzdT1qbsg6oo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50753542412</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50753542412</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 16:15:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>zzdaang</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_50627013640" src="http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50627013640/audio_player_iframe/ellemcgee/tumblr_mmvgkyT6LV1qa578s?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fellemcgee%2F50627013640%2Ftumblr_mmvgkyT6LV1qa578s" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;zzdaang&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50627013640</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50627013640</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:08:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for..."</title><description>“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Evelyn Waugh  &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50588344401</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50588344401</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:00:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Martin Ambassador Wesley of The Lumineers doing an amazing...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T67QML0eHOs?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Martin Ambassador Wesley of The Lumineers doing an amazing cover of Bob Dylan’s “Boots of Spanish Leather.” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;oh, wow&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50579155102</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50579155102</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 11:00:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d7a4f349ebc617dc64a9c4b2b7849a4d/tumblr_ml5fy5WV061rzk7gpo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50476548258</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50476548258</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 00:33:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ah fuck, I took on too much this summer</title><description>&lt;p&gt;ah fuck, I took on too much this summer&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50429523659</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50429523659</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 13:24:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>humansofnewyork:

“When you yell at someone, who hears it more:...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a723c7e4ad1815d9274d8a2cc54ef690/tumblr_mmn0m8GFem1qggwnvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://www.humansofnewyork.com/post/50165858799/when-you-yell-at-someone-who-hears-it-more-you"&gt;humansofnewyork&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“When you yell at someone, who hears it more: you or them? You’re only hurting yourself by getting angry. I want to live to be 100. I haven’t raised my voice in 40 years.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50167351200</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50167351200</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 10:33:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"One of life’s sad facts is there are people we no longer see who nevertheless gave us some of our..."</title><description>““One of life’s sad facts is there are people we no longer see who nevertheless gave us some of our best or most important experiences; but they don’t know it and never will. That’s because we didn’t know it until much later, in retrospect. He thought about the summer in Greece almost thirty years before when they were together and flew from island to island on cheap rattle’y propeller planes whenever they felt like it. Ten dollar rooms with the toilet outside down the hall. They read wilted, water-stained books while sitting next to each other on the small balconies off the rooms. Or sat silently together in complete peace while staring at the sea. No matter what kind of accommodations they rented, there always seemed to be a view of the sea. Every day they ate salads of tomatoes, olives, onions, and thick savory chunks of chalk-white feta cheese drizzled in fresh olive oil for lunch. They rented a blue Vespa. They walked on black volcanic sand. He bought them baseball caps because the Greek sun was ferocious. He was happy then and knew it. But his heart needed three decades more perspective and experience to understand just how happy he had been— Hall of Fame-happy, once in a lifetime-happy. By the time he realized it, she was thousands of days gone. One of his final wishes was to tell her, thank her for those days together. And if life were magical, which it is not, to sit together again in one of those rustic tavernas at sunset watching the harbor, the boats, the stars coming out, their simple dinner being served, thank her for being… her.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.openroadmedia.com/jonathan-carroll"&gt;Jonathan Carroll&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://browndresswithwhitedots.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;browndresswithwhitedots&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50107816636</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/50107816636</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 16:06:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/021a189db8c0cdc54970314d0080f35f/tumblr_ml9gecGGIh1rwnbtco1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/df51af8ca25cb81bb449f7af785c0adb/tumblr_ml9gecGGIh1rwnbtco2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49994381019</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49994381019</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 May 2013 01:18:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>nevver:

Cartography</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c9c7999c037ab0e8a78f0b9604b1fb42/tumblr_mmhz989IxL1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; ed fairburn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5f3977e2ca1b9418b4a9d7ed33c97d63/tumblr_mmhz989IxL1qz6f9yo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; ed fairburn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4cb4fb77a72e1ee643b76a32661147fc/tumblr_mmhz989IxL1qz6f9yo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; ed fairburn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/02f19807f248eb4a56799c3918bb5aed/tumblr_mmhz989IxL1qz6f9yo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; ed fairburn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisisnthappiness.com/post/49956273999/cartography" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;nevver&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/ed-fairburn-map-portraits"&gt;Cartography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49958251244</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49958251244</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 17:16:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that..."</title><description>“It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Hugh Laurie &lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thatkindofwoman.tumblr.com/"&gt;thatkindofwoman&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49875233031</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49875233031</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 16:20:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"The shock of the twenties is how narrow that window of experience really is, and how inevitable it..."</title><description>“The shock of the twenties is how narrow that window of experience really is, and how inevitable it seems both at the time and afterward. At some point, it is late, too late, and you are standing on the sidewalk outside somewhere very loud. A wind is blowing. It’s the same cool, restless late-night breeze that blew on trampled nineteen-twenties lawns, dazed sixties streets, and anywhere young people gather. Nearby, someone who doesn’t smoke is smoking. An attractive stranger with a lightning laugh jaywalks between cars with a friend, making eye contact before scurrying inside. You’re far from home. It’s quiet. All at once, you have a thrilling sense of nowness, of the sheer potential of a verdant night with all these unmet people in it. For a long time after that, you think you’ll never lose this life, those dreams. But that was, as they say, then.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="denied:%22http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/atlarge/2013/01/14/130114crat_atlarge_heller"&gt;Nathan Heller’s “Semi Charmed Life: The Twentysomethings are all right”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The New Yorker, &lt;/em&gt;January 14, 2013&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49856227728</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49856227728</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 10:40:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ugh idk I just want learn how to surf and buy a dog and put clothes on him </title><description>&lt;p&gt;ugh idk I just want learn how to surf and buy a dog and put clothes on him &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49788427149</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49788427149</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 14:41:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8e88531707611b1a0990d90b44673745/tumblr_mlndmi3jiy1r2uya6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49461870037</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49461870037</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 17:32:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/10a713405e4c85a549948683acb72e86/tumblr_mm1hnerm1b1r7ix3no1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49438638101</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49438638101</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 10:45:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f852238f456ca19e81214dfb35b64ce5/tumblr_mm07k4eoKR1r3cxvto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49320981810</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49320981810</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:08:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>will Lauren and I ever spend another summer together?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;will Lauren and I ever spend another summer together?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49320644760</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49320644760</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:04:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
one of my favorite things is that Springsteen by Eric Church reminds me of that boat house trip and...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;one of my favorite things is that Springsteen by Eric Church reminds me of that boat house trip and that makes me too, too happy&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;and another cool thing is that tumblr says this post was made in May, which is tomorrow, which makes me more than happy &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49318079661</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49318079661</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 20:33:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/70a38fbc8d0c3f9e3cac78e5f560ab2e/tumblr_mm0wiiD4pX1qz4d4bo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49305937454</link><guid>http://ellemcgee.tumblr.com/post/49305937454</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 17:59:49 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
