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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Claire Keane

Product Placement
Jules of Nature
Show & Tell
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Kiana Khansmith

JBB: An Artblog!
Acquired Stardust
NASA

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Today's Document
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Peter Solarz
we're not kids anymore.
sheepfilms
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@ghostlychorus
thick fog
Tolmie Peak Trail by Liddy_L
Tinker Bell, 2016, © Annie Stegg Gerard
living my best life
winter graveyard
Queensbury Church in the mist and snow
Jaesung An
Manuel Keller
waking up early and sitting in the dewy grass
“sweet and soft as summer, darlings, maple trees in bloom and grass green in the sunny places—”
peter s. kroyer // willard metcalf // daniel garber // emily dickinson, in a letter to susan gilbert
Toward the end of June the rain began to come down in torrents. That often happens here in summer. Then in the omnipresent damp one can hear the rustle of the grasses growing, the ivy climbing up the walls, and the mushroom spore expanding underground. After the rain, when the Sun breaks through the clouds for a while, everything takes on such depth that one's eyes are filled with tears.
– Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead
@teaandtableny
London. x