A clear ,calm,pure ,emerald-green stream in the Canadian Rockies - Author: GossamerGrinn

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A clear ,calm,pure ,emerald-green stream in the Canadian Rockies - Author: GossamerGrinn
Alnwick Garden, Northumberland England
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A cut through the churchyard towards spring
Every so often I like to read something that's completely outside my competence zone -- after all, it's the best way to learn something new. With this in mind, I'm reading The Education of a Gardener by Russell Page, originally published in 1962 and brought back into print in 2007 by NYRB Classics. Page (1906-1985) was a world-class garden designer with a career spanning nearly six decades, and in this book, he embarks on a sort of mental tour of the gardens that struck him as particularly lovely and/or well-adapted to their settings. It's beautifully written, with an astonishing eye for detail (Page originally trained as a painter), and above all, it's relaxed -- a word I mean as high praise. So much of life now revolves around a deluge of information, with sensory assaults ever increasing and attention spans ever shortening. To indulge in a book like this one, whose pace is set solely by the rhythms of the natural world, makes for an escape of the very best kind.
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I hate piccadilly gardens. I just had to walk past a jesus freak and an anti trans loser on my way past, fuck this place
“Tulip Road” — Acrylic on canvas, 50×60 cm (2025)
Sometimes the path appears only when you start walking —
a soft curve of light, a little fog, a breath of colour guiding you forward.
I painted this piece with heavy impasto and very fine graphic lines, letting the tulips glow as if the morning dew is still holding onto them.
A quiet road of spring, where everything is waking up at once.
Thank you for wandering here with me. 💗🌸
— A.Trusova
(reblogs appreciated — they really help artists)
a dark and rainy spring
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Kohla, Sonipat (Haryana) had 60–70 acres affected by waterlogging for over a decade. Under Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj's Farmers & Laborers Protection Campaign, 3,300 ft of pipeline was provided, with a heavy-duty motor to follow after installation.