#Windowsills
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chasingrainbowsforever · 8 days ago
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~ Teal and Green ~
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mumblelard · 8 months ago
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climbing high enough up the splintered wooden pole to jump the chainlink fence is the only thing i can remember now. everything goes snowy gray after that
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1lifeinspired · 1 year ago
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Country Cottage Style
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soaptaculart · 3 months ago
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Postcanon Farcille indulgence
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onelovestill · 6 months ago
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liimonadas · 7 months ago
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they are having a samuraiverse dicussion
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thedailymobile · 2 years ago
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“Jagged Little Sills”
© EricBrazier.com
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myreitha · 9 months ago
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So I uh, did it again? A friend called this a Celestial design, so that's what they are now. My Celestial Gloves.
Paint is Jacquard Lumiere Metallic paint in the color 552 Bright Gold! Gloves are a pair that I probably got at a thrift store years ago??
Enjoy! I hope y'all like this pair as much as you liked the last one! :)
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fleur-aesthetic · 1 year ago
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instagram | bloomandburn
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redstonedust · 13 days ago
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thinking about the emotion of walking past a house you used to live in and seeing different curtains. a different car parked outside. i don't know who you are and you don't know i exist but i do know that the stairs to your bedroom curve at a weird angle that make you duck slightly and your kitchen is unbearably cold in winter. we share that experience. you don't know it but we do.
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chasingrainbowsforever · 5 days ago
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~ Light and Shadow ~
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mumblelard · 1 year ago
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clarice is about to start popping off. she loves the autumn and she has at least three dozen little blossoms in various stages of exploding pink engorgement. i'm so proud of her. i moved ruth over close because sometimes clarice's wantoness encourages her. bob, the chia christmas tree, is new here, and he has no idea what he is in for even though he has been putting on quite the big bushy fertility show himself. complications ensue
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hedgehog-moss · 4 months ago
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hi! i’ve been following you for years, silently in awe of the bright & fulfilling life you’ve built for yourself, and wishing that i could do the same. in between all the charming stories about pandolf & pampe & pirlouit i’ve been noting all your experiences with fence building and foraging and whatnot, in the hopes of putting them to use one day. and that day is today !! today i head out to spend the first night at my little cabin, a long-abandoned seter from the late 19th century, so right now life will be very much like camping with a roof. a lot of work to be done, and it will be a while before i can support animal friends in addition to myself, but i just wanted to say thank you for sharing your life with us! it’s been an invaluable resource + source of inspiration for me :))
Oh that's amazing!! I'm so happy for you 😊 I wish I could send you a housewarming gift (might I interest you in a gremlin cup?)
Your "camping with a roof" comment reminds me of my first spring & summer here, when there was nothing in my kitchen except a table with a small backpacking stove and I had no means of heating the house so I made a fire in the wood oven at night and had to compete with the cats to sit in the 1 square metre of warmth right next to it. They're good memories too, so I hope you enjoy these early days of getting to know your home and working on it <3
I wish you all the best, and especially that you get to feel the "brooding sense of peace and of possession" described by Kenneth Grahame in this quote about a dream home:
First, there would be a sense of snugness, of cushioned comfort, of home-coming. Next, a gradual awakening to consciousness in a certain little room, very dear and familiar [...]: solitary, the world walled out, but full of a brooding sense of peace and of possession. [...] I was there already, ensconced in the most comfortable chair in the world, the lamp lit, the fire glowing ruddily. [A]lways the same feeling of a home-coming, of the world shut out, of the ideal encasement. On the shelves were a few books—a very few—but just the editions I had sighed for […]. On the walls were a print or two, a woodcut, an etching—not many. […] All was modest [...] but all was my very own, and, what was more, everything in that room was exactly right.
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crowleyholmes · 1 year ago
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"Safety"
I just think he deserves to sit in a window and look at his stars until he falls asleep...
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somewhereincairparavel · 8 months ago
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a little thought to ruin your day: After Piper broke up with Jason, he had to deal with his heartache all by himself, isolated in a mortal boarding school with nobody to comfort him. No family. No friends.
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ciearcab · 10 months ago
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misc irl studies for fun
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