#moonlit mountain

[oogleboogleoogle]

Medicine Bow Peak bathed in moonlight.

[maureen2musings]

pc.koublis

[maviyenot]

[allura-raine]

[illustratus]

Travellers on a mountain pass by Ilya Nikolaevich Zankovsky

[adventuresofalgy]

It was the Winter Solstice, the darkest, shortest day of the year, and Algy had risen, quite literally, high into the air, as soon as it was light enough to see, in order to inspect his new surroundings.

And joy of joy, he knew where he was! Algy was the happiest fluffy bird in all the world, for at last he was not only no longer lost, but he was in an area he knew well, not all that far from his very own home.

Setting off as soon as he had consumed a hasty and decidedly scanty breakfast – for there was little food to be found in the snow – Algy flew steadily through the brief hours of daylight, with his magic pumpkin clasped firmly in his beak. And when the shortest day quickly gave way to night, Algy did not pause, but continued to fly ever onward through the silvery moonlight, rejoicing at the familiarity of the landscape below.

Gazing up at the moon from time to time, Algy recalled one of the best poems ever written about that beautiful Empress of the Night, and practised reciting it inside his fluffy head as he continued to make his way happily homewards:

The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago – And now she turns Her perfect Face Upon the World below – Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde – Her Cheek – a Beryl hewn – Her Eye unto the Summer Dew The likest I have known – Her Lips of Amber never part – But what must be the smile Upon Her Friend she could confer Were such Her Silver Will – And what a privilege to be But the remotest Star – For Certainty She take Her Way Beside Your Palace Door – Her Bonnet is the Firmament – The Universe – Her Shoe – The Stars – the Trinkets at Her Belt – Her Dimities – of Blue.

[Algy is thinking of the poem The Moon was but a Chin of Gold by the 19th century American poet Emily Dickinson.]

[sairyureklim]

[moonlit-manner]

Hi friends, in this post I am going to be talking about some serious topics, forgive my English it is very early in the morning.

As of recent one of my dearest friends has come to me and has informed me of some, to say the least, very upsetting accusations against me. And I am going to be addressing them and explaining exactly why my inbox is off, just in case anyone was curious.

No, I am not the "Mutt sys." Person, I am still incredibly new to the Tumblr scene and it took me copious amounts of digging to see who they were and to say I'm disgusted with their actions is an understatement.

Now, onto what was said in this post.

Firstly, Iris is not my real name, it is an online nickname I was given in order to protect my actual identity. I will not say my real name due to my privacy and comfort and my stance on this will stay the same, I have had the nickname Iris for some years now and the story behind it is an intimate one and this is why I chose to go by this name.

Secondly, the "just-rainn." Person is purely a supporter, I have no relations to them and I have not spoken directly to them. I have many supporters who like my posts often and I only see them as such, I am an adult, I will not be directly interacting with anyone under 17 for my comfort reasons.

Third, my name has always been "manner" and not "manor", it is a silly misspelling I did when creating my account and I chose to leave it because it made me laugh.

Fourth, the only similarities in the boards me and this "mutt sys" person make are the quotes, and I have picked this up from many different mood and stimboard creators until I can find my own rhythm, and trying to connect those two is ridiculous to say the least.

And lastly, I have always said "not forcing." When talking about something, mainly due to the fact that I have a constant worry that I am forcing people to listen to my ideas and like them. I have said this for years now, it is nothing new.

And as for my inbox, I was receiving some weird anons as of recent and decided to turn them off for my own mental health. They will resume shortly.

Thank you, my friends.

[willmarthofiaddison]

Comet C/2023 A3 (Tsuchinshan–ATLAS) over the supermoon lit Snowcapped Adirondacks and the Champlain Valley.

Champlain Valley, Vermont

[girlelle]

Christmas in the woods

Happy Holidays to all

wishing you peace and joy this holiday season and throughout the coming year!

[mahamayax]

[oogleboogleoogle]

Medicine Bow Peak and the Snowy Range in the moonlight.

[maureen2musings]

Last light on Mont Blanc

spot hunter

[meowtifullycute]

Moonlit Reverie: A Young Man's Reflection Under the Celestial Canopy!

[dfl-inc]

AI image generation

[illustratus]

Ascent on a Moonlit Night by Josef Thoma