faliena

21, restless. I love summer rain, coffee and anything with a heartbeat.

[farmweather]

Fiddle. Daughter of Eloise.

[veiligplekje]

Summer Song by John Sloane

[veiligplekje]

Heaven and Earth by John Sloane

[wellconstructedsentences]

“I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees. All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.”

— Sleeping in the Forest by Mary Oliver

[softwaring]

[photographsbyjulia]

Highlands, Scotland

NB: My summer version of this.

[multicolors]

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[pagewoman]

The Tailor of Gloucester by Beatrix Potter

[ororororog]

bless you

[seanklingelhoefer]

Großglockner Hochalpenstraße, Heiligenblut, Austria 2018.

Nikon 35ti | Kodak Ultramax 400

[90377]

Spring Woodland by Phill

[afaerytalelife]

Forest Cottage.

[oldpaintings]

In the Forest of Arden, 1892 by John Collier (English, 1850–1934)

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“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” - W.B. Yeats.

[expressions-of-nature]

by Robert Bahn

[ghostlywriterr]

[myfairylily]