#library view

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 Window to Literature in Paris -   Marco Barberio , 2023.

 Italian , b. 1971 - 

Acrylic on canvas , 98 x 69 cm.

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Grand Canyon Bookstore, Nujiang, China - TAO (Trace Architecture Office)

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total eclipse of the sun

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The world isn't in your books and maps. It's out there.

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Deep Winter: View of an Ancient Fortress

1828

Carl Julius von Leypold

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What would you take from this Little Free Library? Take a look inside in my latest IG post.

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31/08/2024

croatia dump ft. pretty sea views, an abandoned hotel & new favourite books

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"The scene is this: you and I stand in the room that is the center of my universe."

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trying out lobcorp sprite style. hard. but rewarding

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In a Drawer & Out of View

Fandom: Good Omens | Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley | Category: F/F | Rating: T | Chapters 4/4 | Words: 5,991 | Author: scullyphile

photo credit : peganum from Small Dole, England - Back garden, CC BY-SA 2.0

Summary:

Aziraphale came to apply for a nanny position, but by the time she got there it was filled. There was, however, still an opening for a gardener. The only problem? She had a black thumb. After she got the job, Aziraphale learned she'd be sharing a cottage with the nanny, who also happened to know a thing or two about plants. They decided to tend the garden and raise the child together. An arrangement of sorts. The Warlock Dowling years if the ineffables were human women.

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Written for the Ineffable Secret Angel and Demon Exchange 2024 for @jesmalestiel

Thank you to my lovely betas and besties: @on1occasionfork & @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon

Goblin Mention: @goodomensafterdark

Tags and excerpt below the cut:

Tags: Nanny Crowley, Gardener Aziraphale, Alternate Universe - Human, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Ineffable Wives, Godparents, Light Angst, Happy Ending, First Kiss, Cuddling

Excerpt: She had nowhere to go, no other prospects, and, frankly, this job was her last chance for a roof over her head. If it didn’t work out, she’d be back to spending her days in the library searching for employment and her nights on friends’ couches.  When one of the staff had mentioned that the Dowlings were still looking for a gardener, her ears had perked up at the opportunity. Surely this position would also include room and board? Aziraphale was willing to take her chances for a shot at a real bed, and set about making a new plan. In her satchel, she had two versions of her CV. The first had been edited to showcase relevant work history for the nanny job. The other was a more generic version with a wider variety of skills and occupations. None of them applied to gardening, but she fabricated a plant-related hobby as she walked, pulling words from conversations she’d had with her friend Muriel, who had a lot of houseplants (ones they no longer allowed Aziraphale to take care of when they were out of town, not since she’d nearly killed them all). “I helped my mother with her garden when I was younger. Thought of myself as a guardian. Gardenian?” she rambled, trying on the pun for size. Mrs Dowling’s mouth crinkled like she’d tasted something unpleasant, so Aziraphale kept talking. “In any case, I made sure animals didn’t eat the plants, rabbits and the like, you know. I took it entirely too seriously and learned a lot from my mother about plants that way.” It was partially true. Aziraphale had often been in the back garden, playing with a toy sword. She’d been too lost in her imagination to worry about the plants at the time, however. And the game had lost its appeal when she no longer had the sword. She’d given it away to a girl in class who was being bullied.  But Mrs Dowling didn’t need to know any of that. 

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