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Love Begins
Jules of Nature
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Kiana Khansmith

Kaledo Art

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Stranger Things

JVL
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Peter Solarz
Cosimo Galluzzi

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cherry valley forever
todays bird
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@stiltevoordestorm
Het is januari en er is hoop.
2023 begint niet met een donkere nacht maar met de zon die langzaam achter de bergen opkomt. De bubbels in de champagne voelen als vlinders in onze lege magen, gespannen maar ook verheugd op wat gaat komen.
Dankzij de nog koele ochtendlucht kunnen we de uitdagingen die staan te wachten straks met frisse moed aangaan en het gezang van de vogels is luid genoeg om al onze nietgewenste gedachtes te sussen.
Ik pluk de kleurrijkste bloemen die ik tegenkom en maak een boeket in de buidel van mijn tuinbroek. We hebben deze overwonnen en zijn klaar om weer van voren af aan te beginnen.
Tsuneo Enari, taken from his exhibition, “Japan and its Forgotten War”.
By Zeng Wu for Wallpaper China
Megan Arkenberg
Bird Nesting At The Temple Of Horus, Egypt.
“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.”
— T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via 13neighbors)
David Hockney (1937), Pretty Tulips, 1970
audrey hepburn, 1952
— Vladimir Nabokov, Mary
[ text ID: Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring. ]
Man letting go of bird, so it can fly
Coskun Cokbulan
Mona Sa’udi, from “When the loneliness of the tomb,” in Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (translated and edited by Kamal Boullata).
“My mother tells me I’m a bird, but when she says I’m a bird she means the whole world is my cage”
- Sabrina Benaim
“First Date”
Jinny Kim - Daily Routine, 2021
— Worm Moon, Mary Oliver
[ text ID: because it is spring; / because once more the moon and the earth are eloping - / a love match that will bring forth fantastic children / who will learn to stand, walk, and finally run / over the surface of earth; / who will believe, for years, / that everything is possible. ]