Henri Biva (French, 1848 - 1929)
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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trying on a metaphor
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Henri Biva (French, 1848 - 1929)
Iporanga House / Isay Weinfeld
He Hua at the Chengdu Research Base of Giant Panda Breeding.
© Pandas Angels.
View of Tiflis, 1868, Ivan Aivazovski
Medium: oil,canvas
https://www.wikiart.org/en/ivan-aivazovsky/view-of-tiflis-1868
remains
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Llamas gathering on a hillside in Lake Titicaca, Peru
a woman sits on a terrace at tiki hostel in cantagalo favela in rio de janeiro, brasil
flamingos flying over tanzania’s lake natron, a salt lake which is home to three quarters of the world’s three million lesser flamingos, as well as toxic multicoloured extremophile cyanobacteria that thrive in water so hypersaline it would strip away human skin. for the flamingos, however, the tough skin and scales on their legs prevents burning, leaving them uniquely free to drink from the near boiling freshwater found from springs and geysers at the lake’s edges. (x, x, x, x, x)
U.S. Department of the Interior (1974)
Jardin benlliure - Jose Benlliure Gil
Allow yourself to be at peace tonight. You do not need to worry now.
“In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”
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In the Morning Sun by Dasa Ksandrova