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is this too much to ask for

You live like you’ve lived before and you grieve like you’ll not live again. Time is a joke or is it the longest running joke on us? I know soon enough I will not remember, and sooner yet, I shall not care. The collarbone, the tears, the intimacy of our phone calls. It was real for a breath and now it is stale. Memory like bread that has been expired but you don’t see the mold, it’s a shame to throw it out already. I’m going to drink my confused decoction of luke warm iced coffee and I sip from that glass straw I will sigh at the echo of your laugh… somewhere tucked in my cells still holding on to the softness you touched me with. And yet, once the coffee is over, I will remember that the highest grace, the most precious thing I have given myself is the ability to say no and walk away from lunar love. No use it is, these periodic desires and waning feelings. My heart is steadier and it seeks the radiance of love that shows up eagerly, naturally, rotation after rotation until revolutions have passed by and our hands are still in each other’s, firmly, gently.

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L'île de Socotra, en mer d'Arabie, est un monde à part. A 350 km du Yémen et à 250 km de la Somalie, elle possède 800 espèces rares de faune et de flore, dont un tiers qu’on ne trouve nulle part ailleurs. Le dragonnier de Socotra (en photo) est un des éléments fantastiques de cet endroit, inscrit au patrimoine mondial de l’UNESCO.

Cet arbre est appelé l'arbre à sang du Dragon "Dracaena cinnabari", en raison de sa sève rouge. Il est originaire de l'archipel de Socotra et figure sur la liste des espèces menacées.

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Arles, avril 2023 © marinebeccarelli

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Au-dessus des Alpes, février 2023 © marinebeccarelli

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Haute-Savoie, mars 2023 © marinebeccarelli

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Comme un coup de gomme...

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Le magasin de lunettes

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Having "a lot" of followers on tumblr is funny because probably 80% of them are ghost blogs who haven't been on here in like a decade.

It's like, no no, those aren't my followers, that's a graveyard! I'm the caretaker of a thousands of tombs. I love them, but they've been dead for seven years.