Intimate Views Of The World

Our world, up close.

[damiancorbet]

Shapes at One Garden near Brighton.

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Before and after stirring.... ☕️☕️❤️❤️

#ForTheLoveOfCoffee

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Spring sunshine through copper beech leaves 🧡❤️

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💚💛

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Spring colors that look like autumn/fall 🧡💛

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Autumn/fall colors in late afternoon sunlight.

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Sunburst against an ancient yew tree.

I came across this beautiful old tree in a churchyard in Stanmer Park just outside Brighton. I was visiting with @sammyrevill, who told me her children used to play in it when they were young. That’s a lovely thought.

[damiancorbet]

Poema de amor by @víctormalonso.

[damiancorbet]

Isolation, desolation - or a new start.

(Source unknown. If this is your image please let me know and I’ll credit you).

[the-night-picture-collector]

Ernst Haas, A cloudy Night over the Western Skies Motor Motel, Colorado, 1978

[damiancorbet]

Source: @magic-spelldust

[myborderland]

“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”

— partyof5plus1.tumblr.com (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[poemswords]

[damiancorbet]

Beach huts on the St. Leonard’s seafront on England’s south coast.

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Mossy forest floor in County Wicklow, Ireland.

[found-fabricated]

Moss, lookout, Grey Point, North Down, Northern Ireland.

[dictionaryofobscuresorrows]

sonder

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

video: sonder: everyone has a story