#Farm Scene
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Three silos and a cornfield, somewhere between Arlington Vt and Cambridge NY along Rt 313 which follows the Battenkill River. The Battenkill is a legendary trout stream and the valley it flows through is stunning. I have fished the Battenkill, but never had much luck there.
#photographers on tumblr#original photography#silo#farm scene#Eastern New York#battenkill river#fall aesthetic#autumn scenery#fly fishing#trout steam
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This is the picture that came out🐽❤️ I really love the mini peeps
#Oil Painting#Pig#Black Pig#Pink Pig#Animals#Farm Animals#Painting#Art#Oil on Canvas#Animal Painting#Portrait Painting#Realistic Painting#Wildlife Painting#Pig Painting#Black and Pink Pigs#Still Life Painting#Farm Scene#Animal Portrait#Fine Art#Canvas Painting
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George Ault
Anderson Farm
1938
#george ault#american artist#american painting#american painter#farm scene#farming#american farm#aesthetic#beauty#modern art#art history#aesthetictumblr#tumblraesthetic#tumblrpic#tumblrpictures#tumblr art#american art#tumblrstyle#artists on tumblr#art aesthetic#beauty aesthetic#landscapes
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Have some more dinosaurs
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Southern Sunset
Watercolor
9x12 inches
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Hay in Morning oil,1992
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The farm across the way
#photography#photooftheday#my photos#connecticut#connecticut shoreline#naturephotography#nature#my photographs#my photo#my photographic world#my photography begins here#my photography#my photograph#my photographical world#farm#farm scene#farmhouse#farms#Connecticut farm
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TAEVision 3D Mechanical Design Machinery Agriculture Farm Farms Farming 'Building Dreams on the Farm' Tractor 🚜 Farm Scene Suffolk County NY ▸ TAEVision Engineering on Pinterest ▸ TAEVision Engineering on Google Photos
Data 340 - Apr 23, 2023
#TAEVision#engineering#3d#mechanicaldesign#machinery#agriculture#farm#farms#farming#Building Dreams on the Farm#tractor#tractor farm#farm scene#Suffolk County NY
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Daniel Ridgway Knight (1839-1924) "The Shepherdess of Rolleboise" (1896) Oil on canvas Located in the Brooklyn Museum, New York City, New York, United States
#paintings#art#artwork#genre painting#genre scene#daniel ridgway knight#oil on canvas#fine art#brooklyn museum#museum#art gallery#female portrait#portrait of a woman#shepherd#sheep#farm animals#animals#water#lake#side profile#clothing#clothes#1890s#late 1800s#late 19th century
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"Heavens, he doesn't understand again." "Every time he says 'I don't understand', Lui-shixiong grabs someone to demonstrate until he understands..." Ji Jue quietly complained to Shang Qinghua. No wonder the injuries at Bai Zhan Peak had only increased!
so this is obviously Liu Qingge's entire love language, right?
#svsss#liushen#liu qingge#shen qingqiu#shang qinghua#lqg#sqq#sqh#this scene was a work of art#shen ''tactical peak lord'' qingqiu is here a) farming friendship points b) improving his cultivation and#c) getting back at the bai zhan disciples for bullying *his* disciples in a very subtle way#meanwhile liu qingge is presumably twirling his hair and blushing because shixiong in seeking him out for intentional sparring practice#and rather than getting upset or bitchy about losing hes intentionally stopping and asking for lqg's expertise and opinion? lqg is SWOONING#these poor disciples but also this is the cutest scene and i really really love it#like okay i actually am understanding why lqg acts the way he does around sqq in the rest of the series now#meanwhile sqh is trying to figure out if Scum Villain Shen Qingqiu has a) lost all his memories or is b) Plotting Something Sinister#cause that's the only thing that makes any fucking sense here#my art
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Hayden + Directors | Ahsoka (2023) + Revenge of the Sith (2005)
#maybe cheesy but I like how it looks like he's giving knowing glances to himself lol#hayden christensen#sweet canadian farm prince#my sun and stars#anakin skywalker#ahsoka series#revenge of the sith#rots#behind the scenes#dave filoni#george lucas#userlace#tusermelissa#my gifs#gsaswgifs
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LLAMAAAAAAAA
WRITE MORE ABT FARMER (when you get the chance ofc)
AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!
Your life. Hand it over
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It was the thickest rain you’d ever seen. It didn't fall like normal rain, it fell in layers, great arcs of water that thrashed the ground one after the other, stormy waves hitting a shoreline. The roar of it landing on the world around you was almost deafening - a problem, considering it was three in the morning, and you were walking in almost pitch black. Any other night you would’ve been guided through the seemingly-endless farmland by recognising the hedges and hearing the animals... right now, you were guided only by the weakened blueish light of your headlamp, and the best that your memory had to offer.
You spotted it, in the near distance. The tiny light of another lamp was flickering back and forth in the rain, moving with the speed and efficiency of a hard-at-work man who couldn’t wait to get out of the terrible weather and go back to bed. You quickened the pace, marching down the field, your waterproof pants were coated in cold mud up to the calves; you were glad you couldn’t feel it. The only wet part of you was your face, and hands - you needed the latter out to hold the big metal flask you were carrying.
You didn’t mind the wet and cold. You stomped on regardless. All you cared about was the sight of that head lamp, getting closer and closer in the relentless wind and rain. You could just about make out the things he was looking at, illuminated by his lamp... the part of the fence he was doing his best to repair.
Before you knew it, you were within shouting distance. But there was no point, he wouldn't hear you. A particularly strong gust rushed across the field, you felt a carpet of rain hit you in the back, and the wind shoved you ungracefully forward. You let out a little yelp but managed to stop yourself from falling over.
... You heard your name over the rain. He had noticed you. You looked up - his headlamp was angled slightly downward, rather than straight ahead, so it didn’t dazzle you like you expected it to. Sans was dressed in his usual farm gear, his heavy boots and thick waterproof pants, and the rain had washed his green jacket cleaner than you’d ever seen it before. His hood was pulled securely up over his skull and he had a fence post the size of you in one hand like it was nothing.
... And he was looking at like he’d seen a ghost. It was rather comical.
“There you are!” You picked up the pace for the last few steps, jogging over to him, before you finally came to a stop. Phew, you’d been walking for almost five minutes in the storm. It felt good to finally see him. Despite the cold, you were pretty flushed from the exercise, hot under the combination of your sweater and coat.
“what the hell are you doing out here?” His green eyelights glowed under his hood, like two soft fireflies, a much more pleasant colour than the cold lamplight both of you were bathed in. It was as if only the two of you existed in the whole world... two headlamps in an endless sea of dark and wind and water. “it’s two in the morning,”
“Three, actually,” you chirped. It was somewhat hard to hear him over the rain hitting your hood, but you just stood a little closer to him. Your hurried breaths formed clouds, you could see them in the combined lamp glow.
He put down the fence post. It dropped with an heavy thunk. “did papyrus send you?”
You just held the big metal flask out to him. It had a black strap attached to the side of it that was sodden by now. He accepted it, seemingly out of instinct, staring down at it before glancing back up to you.
“... uh... thanks. what is it?”
“Soup!”
He blinked. “soup?”
“Yeah. I woke up to the rain, and I figured you’d be out here, because you’d mentioned the fence needed fixing properly before the storm hit." You pulled your coat sleeves over your now-free hands. "Though I did ask Papyrus if you’d actually headed out before I left. I’m not that crazy.”
He was still staring. The rain continued to roar, you had really hoped it would've eased up by now. But it seemed to be only getting worse. Probably for the best Sans was repairing the fence now, before everything completely flooded come morning.
“I know, I know," you continued when he didn't reply. "I’m dumb for going out in the rain, I’ll get wet. But I’m fine, see? I put the waterproof pants on over my boots, like you said. It’s been raining like hell and the only part of me that’s wet is my hands!”
“you... came out all this way, to bring me soup?” he said, softly. You almost didn't hear him.
“Yeah. Pumpkin soup. Knowing you, you didn’t eat anything before you left.”
He had gone quiet. That wasn’t like him. He was looking at you very intently, with great big eylights. Another gust of wind sent a wall of rain into the two of you. You visibly swayed, but Sans didn't seem affected by it.
Was he upset that you might get cold? He didn't look upset, his eyelights were so round, almost sparkly.
“I promise I’m not cold," you pressed. "This is the coat you lent me. See? It’s - ”
Sans moved forward a step. It was all he really needed to close the gap between you. He put an arm around you, despite the flask in hand, and swept you in against him; you were too startled by the sudden movement and proximity to move or do anything. His free hand came up, sliding between your coat hood and the side of your cheek, cupping your face.
He leant in and kissed you.
...
For a moment, you couldn’t hear the rain. You couldn’t hear anything at all. All you could think about was how smooth his hand was, how nice he smelled, how hard your heart was beating, and how warm he was. After so long walking around in the rain, being pulled in close to him felt incredible.
He felt so strong, too. All night, you'd been pushed around by any breath of wind, no matter the direction. In his arms? Nothing moved you. Nothing could shake you.
... Your eyes closed. Maybe it was the dark and gale and rain, maybe it was how early it was in the morning. But you just didn’t want him to let you go.
...
Sans pulled back. Your eyelids fluttered open again. There were raindrops on his skull, and the lamplight was dancing over his bones. His eyelights are such a pretty colour. He was looking at you like he wanted to pick you up and walk home with you.
...
Then, in an instant, the reality of what he just did appeared to hit him. So close to him, you could watch in real time as his eyelights shrank into pins in his sockets, and his smile twitched in what you could only describe as total internal panic.
... You, too, started to do the worst possible thing - think.
Sans just... kissed me. Sans just kissed me.
... You both just stared at each other, he was still holding you. You had no idea for how long. Sans’ eyelights kept flickering between your eyes and your nose, and you kept staring blankly at him, dazed and suddenly very confused.
...
“I-I should, head back,” you started, nervously.
“yeah. uh... yeah.” His hand came off your face, and he let go of your waist, stepping back again. You immediately missed the warmth. “thank you for the soup."
You nodded.
"i’ll..." He sounded shaky. He held onto the flask with both hands, maybe to stop himself from fidgeting. "see you later?”
"You too," you stammered.
... Wait. Shit.
No idea what else to say or do, you stood there like an idiot for a few seconds, trying to formulate something to say or some interesting witty way to turn that fuck-up into a joke and end the conversation - but you had absolutely nothing. Your head was spinning, your heart was still beating a mile a minute, you couldn’t believe that had really just happened. So you just turned right around and started walking.
...
Holy fuck, you thought, pulling your hood tight over your head. What the hell am I going to tell Papyrus?
#llama writes#this was a draft for ages and i just couldnt figure out how to set up the scene#but then a storm hit the uk and it was the perfect inspiration i needed#farm sans#papyrus is going to be VERY excited btw#hes been quietly shipping the two of you this whole time
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reality doesn’t stay still, when the winds blow from the south
#been relistening to s2 and paige n haywards scenes 2gether really are one of my fav parts. ilu quaint little farm out on the polluted cliffs#tsv#the silt verses#paige#hayward#art
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if you like any (even if it's just one) of these plz moot me :3
( or ask for my disc 2 b friendz!! )
#scene#scene kid#kandi#glitch#glitch productions#murder drones#the amazing digital circus#amanda the adventurer#doki doki literature club#ddlc#andy's apple farm#andys apple farm#boykisser#nyan cat#melanie martinez#gaz iz#invader zim#smiling critters#animaniacs#tac nyan#alien#therian#otherkin#bugbo#age regression#my little pony#alienkin#kinitopet#hot topic#scenemo
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Secondo taking care of Copia, 1979
It's destiny I got to work on V&G today
(sorry I saw this vid on a meme farm account with literally no credit idk)
I had to add:
i wish i can draw this good all the dang time anyways read my fics
#ghost scenes from the void#this video was stolen and put on a meme farm vid sorry no idea where it came from#ghost band headcanons
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projection
#my art#rain world#no significant harassment#hi i actually started this one back in july but i fell off of working on it and didn't get around to finishing it til now#mainly cause originally i did the caustics super cartoony and then i realized i wanted to make them more realistic#so i had to redo them entirely but i think it was good practice#i love rendering water effects grahhhhh#but anyways i kinda had the idea that since iterators project interface stuff onto their walls they could project other things too#so this is kinda a self soothing thing for him where dims down the lights and projects pretty things onto the walls#original idea was to do a scene from farm arrays but i didn't like how the colors were meshing together#so i went with water plus it's kinda a parallel to moon drowning in the rain if you think about it
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