Steven R. Moore

Father, Openly Married, Photographer, Tea Drinker, Fan of the Longboard, Eater of Cookies, INTJ, Smeller of Flowers, Explorer of the Unknown. Live Honorably, Love Completely, Cats

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Im tiefen dunklen Wald by Oliver Henze Facebook | Waldlandschaft | Posterlounge | Instagram | 500px

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The Beckoning by Sapna Reddy Photography website | instagram | facebook

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flower

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“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”

— Ralph Waldo Emerson (via quotemadness)

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Taller than it looks

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3 Fichten by Oliver Henze Facebook | Waldlandschaft | Posterlounge | Instagram | 500px

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Curves (by Josipa M.)

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One of many dirt roads that lead to nowhere in northern Alaska. I could spend a lifetime exploring this vast place and still barely scratch the surface. (at Denali Highway)

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Keeper’s Pool, Sutton Park by Bob Robertson

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Sage and Purple Milkvetch (Astragalus sp.) at dusk, Wyoming

riverwindphotography, May 2018

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Leg burner hike over the Columbia Gorge

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Frederick Boissonnas. Four Dancers in Flight, 1900s

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Dr. F.W. Buraky - Hazy Forest Landscape, 1920s

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It was like a rush of waves, and like the laughter of people I’d met in all kinds of places, people I’d become friendly with and then separated from, and like the mewing of a cat I had lost, and like the mixture of noises that rang in the background in a place that was deaf to me, a place far away, a place that no longer existed, and like the rushing of trees that whisked past my ears as I breathed in the scent of fresh greenery on a trip somewhere… the voice was a combination of all of this

Love songs by banana yoshimoto