#innature

[reneedeneve]

Life has the most beautiful moments in store for you. This was one of them. The silence. The beauty. The sheer space of it all.

[noellarosevox]

New profile pic!! 🌹💐🧚🏻‍♀️✨🍄 Probably temporary because there was no “art direction” here. I just really wanted a new PFP that’s more in this aesthetic. #cottagecore This vibe feels much more like “me” lately. 🧚🏻‍♀️💐💖🧜🏻‍♀️✨ I took these photos after visiting a Ren Faire in September (wearing a new mismatching flower crown) but I was busy with other things and had tons of other pics of me back then, so I just saved these for spring. 🤷🏻‍♀️😇 I left even the PFP #unretouched with a chin blemish visible, but you should know I definitely had makeup on that day!! 💯 (September 4, ‘22) #goodtimes #fairemaiden #renfaire #flowercrown #feelinmyselfie #feelinmyself #nofilter #fairmaiden #peasanttops #innature #cottagecorestyle (at Canterbury, Connecticut) https://www.instagram.com/p/CrwdyEfP94g/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[snazzyfolk]

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[blogwollmeisterberlin]

life celebration ❤️ in Antwerp. I fell like being covered in Merino in nature🐏🌴🌞. Having a great weekend with Amelie🦩. • • • #newmerinoshit #mulesingfree #merino #antwerp #musaantwerp #movetonature #innature #green #nature #travel #adventure #love #wollmeisterberlin (hier: Antwerp, Belgium) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqTp1pdMUkD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[chantalvdreijden]

Always ❤️ the Fluff... 🤪 #plant #plants #plantgram #igplants #planten #plantlover #plantlovers #nature #natuur #innature #wildplants #lovephotography #photographer #photography #fotografie #fotograferen #outside https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp41cJCjhac/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[leyba]

Page from WATER book 16. Over 70 pounds. Started in Washington state. I was ran out of Washington so then fled to the Navajo Nation in Northern New Mexico and lived in a Hogan. I finished the WATER book in the dirt where there is no water in the high desert amongst my ancestors. #waterrights #onthelamb #bookmaker #nativewomenmissing #politicalart #reservation #artlife #themuse #bookarts #masterpainter #innature #artwar #leybaesque https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp2vbpjLAIv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[seenthroughmylens]

#playing with #vintagelenses #jupiter9_85mm_f2_0 #itsalotoffun #bokehphotography #bokehlicious #bokeh #walkingthedog #innature #hello #goeienavond #buenastardes #buenasnoches #gutenabend #boanoite #goodevening #bonsoir #dobrovece #godaften #buonasera #kalispera #godkveld #dobrywieczor #godavton #onepicaday #belgianphotographer #hobbyphotograper #photography #nature https://seenthroughmylens.tumblr.com/ (bij Meerhout) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpf97ccM9_r/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[italiangiftsforyou]

Christmas NATIVITIES TRAIL | Portofino Mount Park | Liguria ITALY

[texkito]

/| Power |\

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And DeKa oc by Deka_Felix

[legitedigiulia]

Two Weybridge, Surrey UK

march 2024

[lovsome]

seeing my therapist for the first time since before christmas in a couple of days 🫥

[smiletimeisrunningout]

James interrupted her dark thoughts and she noticed that the approving bearded-man was following the Major. She smile instinctively at the latter, glad he had decided to visit. Her eyes widened in confusion and surprise when the Lieutenant started explaining that Tallmadge was her new 'guard', even if she instinctively reached out to shake his hand with her good one - she made a point of keeping the other hidden, she didn't need to hear that she should be more careful - and opened her mouth to speak but closed it again, a sense of familiarity and warmth starting to fill the cracks of her anger because the way he had just been interrupted by the Major screamed friends to her, the type of disapproving one that August was. Just like she had thought the day before, Benjamin and August had quite a lot in common. And Caleb had immediately reminded her of her friend Grace, not waiting a beat to comment on her appearance.

But then Tallmadge finished by telling her what she already knew, that she couldn't leave, and with no tact whatsoever considering she was nearly given the freedom of a baby, and Emma could have murdered him on the spot - just this once a fierce glare was directed at the person who had her smiling so widely until not long ago. Naturally she pushed it back, behind the door where she had to lock in all the rage she felt until she was at least able to go after those monsters, and while she took a deep breath her lips were pulled into a forced smile. "I understand," she agreed tightly. Easy, soften up. "Of course, I don't intend to weight on you, I'll speak to George-to the general and tell him that there is no need to force you to look after me. I doubt anyone has realized I'm here yet, what they did was an attempt to draw me out. And you have more important things to worry about than my safety." It had taken more words than she had wanted but by the end the tone had returned to a reasonable, gentler one, and then she turned her attention to the Lieutenant. Now her smile returned to widen sincerely, if still not back full force.

"And Caleb, it's so nice to meet you! I'm just sorry we couldn't meet in better circumstances, I'm usually far less serious. You can ask the Major all about that," she glanced at Benjamin with an apologetic smile, "I was expecting to do... more. Well, you heard. Doesn't matter. You two are clearly close friends, when you have the time you must come and tell me everything you think I could use to annoy him, yes? I did my best in the past few days but I need more material." There, now it was all better, she needed to scroll it all off and go back to normal. "But would you like a nightcap? I think I have liquor back there."

–

"Oi, ya shoulda seen it! I thought your new friend was gonna burst right on the spot.”

“She is not my friend,” Ben grumbled, and perhaps too quickly. “You heard Washington in there, didn’t you? I am now to be nothing more than a glorified nursemaid.”

Caleb grinned. “Could be worse, eh? She’s at least easy on the eyes.”

Affronted, his gaze snapped toward his friend and he scowled. “Must everything always trace back to your pego? This is serious business, Brewster! People are being killed in her name, and now because of outer politics, I have to put our plans for the ring on hold.”

Caleb hummed. “Now, as much as I’d love to talk more about my pego, allow me to talk some sense here.”

Ben snorted. “That would be a first.”

Ignoring him, the whaler continued, “Emma’s the immediate concern, aye, but if ya have pressing matters, just send me.” Catching his friend’s look, Caleb coaxed, “Oi, c'mon now! Y'know I’m good for it!”

“Sure, if there’s a profit or some wenching to be had,” Ben muttered. With a sigh, he amended, “Look, I know you are, Brewster, but I’m worried. I’m unfamiliar with this new threat, so I am unsure of how to best protect the princess. Granted, she doesn’t know I’m her bloody look-out yet, and perhaps we should keep it that way.”

“Speak o’ the devil,” Caleb said, nudging him.

Following his gaze, he internally winced at the sight of Emma pacing about in her tent. Another soldier was guarding the premises, so at least she wasn’t being entirely reckless.

“Well, here we go then,” Ben muttered. Leading his friend up to the princess’ quarters, he had a word with Gold, then was admitted with little fanfare. “Swan?” he greeted. “I apologize for dropping by unannounced, but it would seem our business is not quite yet finished.”

“You’re lookin’ at your new life guard o’ sorts,” Caleb spoke up with a grin. Ignoring Ben’s displeasure, he stepped forward with his hand extended. “I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced. The name’s Caleb Brewster – I only make the foot wabblers call me ‘lieutenant,’ so on account o’ you bein’ a lovely lass an’ all, I think-”

“That’s enough 'thinking,’ thank you,” Ben muttered. To Emma, he explained, “I was briefed on what happened. I do not know the specifics, but I have been assigned to ensure your protection.” He nodded with a sigh. “In other words, wherever you go, I go, so if you could try and remain within camp, that would be very much appreciated.”

[ochoislas]

REBELIÓN

Ridícula y grotesca de tan rosa, de tan blanca, de tan rubio y frisado pelo lucir, de tener tan azules ojos, vanos de reencarnaciones.

Absurda, pues no la describe prosa; grotesca, pues jamás se vieron dos, salvo, quizá, en pisapapel nublado... ¡exceder tanto lo real, es pose!

Turba casi, pues el verde del bosque vira a un matiz de esmeralda imposible tras los cabellos antinaturales.

Y la blancura de la piel es causa que se le falte —sea nardo o nieve— al paragón de buena escuela: ¡qué asco!

*

RÉVOLTE

Absurde et ridicule à force d’être rose, À force d’être blanche, à force de cheveux Blonds, ondés, crêpelés, à force d’avoir bleus Les yeux, saphirs trop vains de leur métempsycose.

Absurde, puisqu’on n’en peut pas parler en prose, Ridicule, puisqu’on n’en a jamais vu deux, Sauf, peut-être, dans des keepsakes nuageux… Dépasser le réel ainsi, c’est de la pose.

C’en est même obsédant, puisque le vert des bois Prend un ton d’émeraude impossible en peinture S’il sert de fond à ces cheveux contre nature.

Et ces blancheurs de peau sont cause quelquefois Qu’on perdrait tout respect des blancheurs que le rite Classique admet : les lys, la neige. Ça m’irrite !

Charles Cros

di-versión©ochoislas

[dianneking]

This is for all the ones that were told "It's just a phase"

This is for all the femmes who were told to "man up"

This is for all the mascs who were told to "be more ladylike"

This is for the "they/them is only plural"

For being told our love is innatural

This is for the stares

This is for the subtle jabs

For the uncomfortable family dinners

For the fear of coming out

For not feeling right in the shoes society tells you to fit.

I see you.

I am so proud of you

We are one and infinite

We are Pride.

[heartlaboratory]

In the short movie represented, taken from the university archive, you can look at a curious experiment that took place in the firs years of the '900, when physiologist were working on the relationship between electricity and the human body. A brief report accompanies the movie. Colette De La Beatrix was the countess of a small town called "Holy Lady in the Countryside", she was married to a professor of that time. Unfortunately at the age of 32 she suffered a terrible accident while riding her horse. She was embossed down from the saddle and the horse stomped her right in the center of her chest, destroying the frontal part of her rib cage. She was saved miraculously by the university's surgeon that had to remove her sternum leaving her most vital organ covered only by a thin layer of skin. Usually she wore an iron plate to cover and protect her exposed heart. Her husband convinced her to take advantage of the events and participate in his studies about electrophysiology. She happily took part to them and once results were gathered they decided to show them to the other professors and film the experiment. The movie starts with the countess sitting on a woodden bench. her entire chest is exposed and the shape of her beating heart is clearly visible. A rudimental microphone, linked to a gramophone, is held by a belt on the center of her chest and picks up her heartbeat. Two electrodes are attached on the oppiside sides of her heart linking the organ with what was probably a battery. The report is divided into different parts:

Initial- Countess initial heart rate: 85 bpm Showing the audience her condition and her synus rhythm at rest. Single electrical pulses are charged on her heart to demonstrate electricity can start artificial systoles. Audience is encouraged to feel the countess' carotid pulse to further proove the experiment effectiveness. This part ends with a note hand-written. "remember to tell the audience to never directly touch her heart to avoid dangerous ahrrythmias".

Part 2- Artificial pacing at 120bpm The machine delivers a series of consecutive impulses to create an artificial rhythm. The countess's heart reacts to each pulse correctly contracting in a new manually-induced pace. Audience is encouraged to feel the countess' carotid pulse under the influence of the continuous pulses. NOTE: After the pulses are interrupted the countess' heart recovers its initial pace immediately.

Part 3- Reaching physiological limit, 187bpm To demonstrate total control on the countess' heart rhythm the heart is artificially paced at her maximum heart rate (220 - her age 32). electrical pacing can realize the same results as a strenuous physical effort. The battery completely bypassed her local pacemaker. Audience is encouraged to feel the countess' carotid pulse and look at her beating heart. NOTE: Frank and Starling were right, the artificial rhythm seems hard to sustain for her system. The fast her heart gets the less efective its beating becomes. NOTE2: Her heart takes some long pauses in order to recover.

Part 4- Beyond physiological limits 240bpm The domain over her natural pacemaker is so absolute that its natural limit can be higly bypassed. The heart is paced at an innatural rhythm. Audience is encouraged to feel the countess' carotid pulse and look at her beating heart. NOTE: Audience report that just a very tiny wave of blood can be felt at her neck after each heart contraction. NOTE2: The countess's heart seems unable to follow each electrical pulse as some dyastoles seem abolished in a tetanus like manner. NOTE3: The procedure is interrupted as the countess lost consciousness for a brief period of time. NOTE4: Once the machine is turned off a long period of asystole is seen with subsequent ahrrythmias after the spontaneous pulsation restarted. Heart exhaustion? another hand-written part: "I should have never tried this on my wife"

What the report doesn't says is that countess Colette De La Beatrix died of sudden cardiac arrest few days late.

[leyba]

Page from WATER book 16. Over 70 pounds. Started in Washington state. I was ran out of Washington so then fled to the Navajo Nation in Northern New Mexico and lived in a Hogan. I finished the WATER book in the dirt where there is no water in the high desert amongst my ancestors. #waterrights #onthelamb #bookmaker #nativewomenmissing #politicalart #reservation #artlife #themuse #bookarts #masterpainter #innature #artwar #leybaesque https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp2uL8lrsr8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=