"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Timothy Barr, American, b. 1957
The Heart of the Matter, 2023
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During winter I forget how to be a person sometimes. It is hard to describe but everything seems so far away, like I am always just watching through a window on the other side of the room.
Valerie Hammond
Dartmoor National Park UK
Autumn in Western Ukraine by Dima
9th of March
A happy dogs sunny winter walk 💫
From the archive - all I’ve felt is exhaustion
A beautiful crisp winter walk discovering small treasures 💫
I want to take the sun in my hands, her round cheeks and soft jaw, flushed as the face that forgets winter with a single step inside– I want to hold her, as she has held me, suspended in time like the dust dancing riotous in pure summer. I let her know that I am one of hers, a curling creature like the cat, the adder, the thawing frog at the edge of deep-cold. I want to feel her heart flutter under my hand– I want her to be warm.
Forest morning
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Some favorites from the lake path this morning.
Take a walk with me.
Every night I dream of shilf and reeds.
I lie awake for hours and see water lilies, but from their underside.
There is soft broken light, waves of green, flashes of sky.
I fall back asleep to the purling sound of water enclosing me.
I wake to the faint taste of mud.
My heart can not take how perfect autumn is 💫
A very foggy day hunting for mushrooms 🍄