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dityop · 2 years ago
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Los Angeles Gravel Landscape Design ideas for a large traditional full sun backyard gravel formal garden in spring.
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astra-ravana · 6 months ago
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antirepurp · 4 months ago
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the part in rhythm and balance where the lyrics are "shadow don't make me upset // i don't wanna hear you." that part is my everything. and i want it to be actual words that maria said to him at some point, in a context that isn't pretty nor makes them somehow feel more okay when you know it. i want those words to be fueled by something unkind and impatient and frustrated, and i want them to have left such a mark on shadow, a being created for maria's sake, that he recalls them clearly 50 years later and after having his memories fucked with. you don't want to upset your sister lest you fail at the one thing you were created to excel at. you don't want to argue back at her. you are hers and hers only and you should be acting the part
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st-hedge · 8 months ago
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“Re the wooooah!! See?“ Bit and showing us creature like neat stick. This is literally why I follow you, even though I only really know dmc and a little bit of Zelda. I'm just exited to see what new sad sack of issues you find to parade around for us. Love it, thanks for the enrichment of my dash.
SJDJDJDJDJDJ SAD SACK OF ISSUES! beautiful wording. Poetry. Well I’m really glad the enthusiasm carries across and there’s at least a theme of a sort going on
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houseofcatwic · 6 months ago
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existentialcrisistime · 10 months ago
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quote of the day from me, which was frankly an inspired turn of phrase even if I do say so myself
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sweatywagonmakercroissant · 1 month ago
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anyone here ever read the brambly hedge ? if not you should do it forever and ever again and again all the time
how i long to be a mouse living in a little house inside a tree and have winter balls and eat berries with my little mouse paws ough
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scribefindegil · 2 years ago
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the quilting techniques English Paper Piecing and Foundation Paper Piecing have deceptively similar names for things that are at polar opposite ends of the quilting spectrum. English Paper Piecing is hand work based on the repetition of tileable geometries, whereas for Foundation Paper Piecing you need to feed your sewing machine some kind of arcane sigil that I’m pretty sure refracts the laws of space and time.
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jelliebeanbitch · 8 months ago
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@mundies-treasure-hoard
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Brambly Hedge Mouse House // AnvilWood
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audubontreecare1121 · 15 days ago
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The Art of Hedge Shaping: Techniques and Tips for English Landscapes
Hedge shaping is a craft that has been practiced for centuries, transforming ordinary hedgerows into stunning features of English landscapes. With roots deeply embedded in horticultural tradition, this art form not only contributes to the aesthetic appeal of gardens and estates but also plays a vital role in biodiversity and environmental conservation. In this article, we will explore the techniques and tips for effective hedge shaping, delve into the history and significance of this practice, and provide practical advice for anyone looking to enhance their outdoor spaces with these living sculptures. Whether you’re a seasoned gardener or a novice, understanding the art of hedge shaping will enrich your gardening experience.
The Historical Significance of Hedge Shaping
The practice of hedge shaping in England dates back to the medieval period when landowners used hedges to mark boundaries and protect crops from livestock. Over time, hedges evolved into more than just functional barriers; they became an integral part of landscape design. The English countryside is dotted with intricately shaped hedges that reflect the artistry and skill of gardeners. Notably, the topiary style, which involves trimming trees and shrubs into ornamental shapes, gained popularity during the 16th and 17th centuries. Gardens such as those at Hampton Court Palace showcase the masterful techniques of hedge shaping that have been passed down through generations.
Tools of the Trade
In addition to these primary tools, a good pair of gardening gloves, a sturdy ladder, and a measuring tape are also beneficial. The ladder helps access taller hedges, while the measuring tape ensures symmetry and straight lines in your designs. For those looking to create intricate shapes, templates made from cardboard or wood can serve as guides. These tools collectively enhance the hedge shaping process, allowing gardeners to produce precise and aesthetically pleasing results. Choosing the Right Plants The choice of plants is critical in hedge shaping. Traditional hedging plants include Boxwood, Yew, and Hornbeam, each with unique characteristics that lend themselves well to shaping.
Conclusion The art of hedge shaping is a rewarding pursuit that combines creativity, skill, and a deep appreciation for nature. By understanding the historical significance, selecting the right plants, utilizing proper tools, and applying effective techniques, anyone can create beautiful and functional hedges in their landscape. As we cultivate these living sculptures, we also contribute to the biodiversity and ecological balance of our environments. So, whether you are aiming for a formal garden or a more relaxed setting, let the art of hedge shaping inspire your gardening journey, creating spaces that reflect both beauty and nature's resilience.
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arinaysays · 1 year ago
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Natural - Beach Style Pool Mid-sized beach style backyard brick and kidney-shaped natural pool photo
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felixandresims · 7 months ago
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This is the third part of the Estate Set. This time, it's a mix of items. You will get items for the garden, and I finished a few objects for the interior, too.
You will get:
Garden Furniture, including an armchair, loveseat, lounger and a parasol
Wrought Iron Gate and Fence
Hydrangea Bush and Potted Hydrangea
Cone-shaped Topiary and Potted Version
Different Hedge Pieces
Potted Citrus Tree
Timber Panelling
Plaster Walls with Trim
Adam Style Wall with Decals for extra Decoration
Curtains for all three Wall Heights
Several people have contacted me because the wallpapers haven't been showing correctly in their games since the DirectX 11 update. This update is in beta; I think the mistake might be on the EA's end, and I believe this will be fixed once DirectX 11 is appropriately released. If you are playing on DirectX 11, there is a fix. You can Download the latest version of Sims4Studio and run a Batchfix. Go to Content Management -> Batch Fixes -> Misc -> Update images for DX11. That should do the job and fix your wallpapers.
This is the final Part of the Estate Set for now. I enjoyed working on this subject and will likely continue this Set in the Future. Don't worry if you liked this content. I shall stay in the same world for the coming months, but it will be Cottagy instead of estate. I enjoyed making the Plants and Vines in the Estate Set, and I think a Cottage Garden would be an excellent continuation from there :)
This Set is on Early Access and will be available for everyone in November :) And you will find it here
Thanks again for your support and lovely comments; I appreciate them!
Lots of Love,
Felix xxx
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veshkashaw · 2 years ago
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Exterior Stucco in Los Angeles Mid-sized modern white two-story stucco exterior home idea
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ace-trainer-risu · 2 years ago
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I texted my dad "guess what I did!" and he responded "murder?" so I think that tells you a lot about why I am the way I am
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emacrow · 24 days ago
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The Wayne's garden was magic.
Damian didn't understand the bats meant as he roam around, alfred's prized fruits, vegetables and flowers lay neatly around.
The Wayne's garden was huge in size as he found a total of 37 hidden weapons locations so far and was still counting.
It was a pass time game to him to see what father added, only for Damian to see a little glow flicker between a hedge near what seemed to an old abandoned broken down well.
That certainly looks like a secret entrance to the batman cave, not far from here, and if not, he has his grappling hook with him.
Damian looked down the well. It was dark and deep down below, not a speck o- but there.
A two flicker of glowing blue light flash very down below before vanishing. He didn't think a second later as he leap down into the well.
The bricks of the well wall seemed to go on for a minute as he fell, only for his falling feeling lighter and lighter as he went down.
A gun blaster lodges in the dirt, and Damian fell on a dust covered star theme bed that bends over but never falls with him. A tea cup full of glowing much greener lararus pits floated around as the walls became from dirt like to frozen ice with a star embedded in them.
Damian held up his grappling hook to shoot upwardsit to malfunction was when he panicked.
only for him to land on top of something soft and fluffy, bounced a few times, but cold as ice, a gigantic room that was covered floor up to the ceiling in frosted ice with odd languages, thousands, and thousands of doors with variety of sizes and shape, two massive baby sized crib with two bundles wrapped in white fluff fur Damian was sitting on.
The Wayne's garden was magic that went across damian's mind only for he noticed what he was laying on was still moving slowly.
Damian glances downwards to notice he is sitting on a giant white fluff of a much more gargantuan person.
Hair white as snow with icicles and frosty snowflakes, a floating massive crown covered in snow and stars insides, skin paler than white paint, a icy breath leak out, sprinkling shining snow and stardust as they lay in a frozen bed the size of Wayne's manor itself.
It was cold, icy cold even with Damian's training in the League of Assassins couldn't withstand this. His consciousness fading with each cold breath he took before the last sight was the large bright, shining, pale greenish blue eyes opening to see him before darkness took him alongside the blinding green.
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Damian would only wake up to his frantic father, lightly shaking him awake as he lay in the garden between the hedges. The day was still out, except for one thing that was missing was the old broken down well.
Tiny patch of frosty blue flowers instead was there in its place.
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beloveds-embrace · 3 months ago
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NORTHERN DUKE KÖNIG STEALING DUCHESS PRICE PT 2 !! Where he finally puts his plans into action and maybe gets a moment alone with the duchess and confesses his feelings and maybe she tells him she's been wanting an escape because she's been trapped in a loveless marriage and has lost hope on John ever loving her so she's 100% on board with his plan. Maybe König even tells her that he doesn't believe in the rumors of her being barren, that he thinks it's John whose infertile only for the duchess to reveal she hasn't slept with John at all and idk maybe Konig becomes angry with how neglected she's been and makes an intense vow to never leave her unsatisfied.. mentally, emotionally, physically 😏.
The garden was silent beneath the heavy cloak of snow, save for the crunch of your boots as you followed Duke König down the winding path. Lanterns lit the walkway, their golden glow casting long shadows against the frost-kissed hedges and frozen roses.
It was beautiful. Quiet. Safe.
But your pulse pounded in your ears. König hadn’t spoken since he’d asked you to walk with him, and the weight of his silence filled the space between you like smoke.
You stopped beside a stone bench, your breath curling in the cold air. “Your Grace?”
He turned sharply at the sound of your voice, his pale blue eyes catching the light and glowing like ice under a full moon. For the first time, you saw something raw there- uncertainty, vulnerability, and something far more dangerous simmering beneath the surface.
“I cannot keep this to myself any longer, Duchess,” He said, voice low and rough.
Your lips parted, but he stepped closer, towering over you with a presence that stole your breath.
“I have tried to resist it,” König continued. “To be honorable, to keep my distance- but it is impossible when every moment apart from you feels like torment.” His gloved hand brushed your cheek, hesitant and reverent, as though he thought you might disappear if he touched you too firmly.
You shivered, not from the cold, but from the intensity in his gaze.
“Your Grace…”
“Tell me I am not mad,” he pleaded, soft and fervent. “Tell me I am not imagining this connection between us.”
Tears burned at the corners of your eyes, and your throat tightened. “You’re not.” You whispered.
Relief washed over him like a crashing wave, but it didn’t temper the fire in his eyes. He cupped your face with both hands, his calloused thumbs brushing over your skin as if memorizing the very shape of you.
“Then come with me,” he said fiercely. “Let me take you away from all of this.”
Your breath hitched, eyes wide. “You mean… leave John?”
His lips curled in frustration. “A man who does not deserve you,” he snapped. “Who parades you around as a trophy while the world whispers lies about you. Who neglects you so cruelly that you-” He stopped, exhaling sharply as if the thought pained him. “You deserve more.”
You swallowed, your voice trembling. Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t hold back the next words that poured out. How many nights have you spent in the aching loneliness of your bedroom, aware that your husband merely tolerated you out of necessity and nothing else?
“I know.”
König froze, searching your face. “You… know?”
You nodded, tears finally spilling down your cheeks. “I’ve wanted to escape for so long. I just… I didn’t think anyone would ever care enough to take me away.”
His expression twisted, anguished and furious. “Care enough?” he repeated, dangerous. “I would burn kingdoms for you.”
A sob broke from your throat, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned into him, letting him pull you into the warmth of his embrace. His arms wrapped around you tightly, as if he could shield you from the world. There was something so delightful, so safe, in the way he held you so wholly- hiding you in his arms from all the world.
“But what if the rumors are true?” you whispered against his chest, saying aloud the doubts that have started to take root in your mind from hearing all the rumors swirling about you. “What if I can’t give you the future you want? What if I can’t give you children?”
König pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his hands bracketing your face. “I don’t believe the rumors,” he said firmly. “Not for a second. It is Price who is unworthy- he is the one who has failed you, mein Liebe, not the other way around.”
You shook your head, a bitter laugh escaping you. “He hasn’t failed me because we’ve never even tried.”
König stilled, his eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”
You looked away, ashamed. “We’ve never lain together. Not once.”
The silence that followed was deafening.
König’s hands dropped to his sides, his shoulders trembling with barely contained rage. “Not once?”
You flinched at the venom in his tone, but when you looked back at him, there was no anger directed at you- only heartbreak.
“He’s treated you like this?” König growled. “As though you are unworthy of his attention, his affection? Like a possession to be displayed but never cherished?”
The tears were freely flowing now, and no verbal confirmation was needed.
A guttural sound rumbled in König’s chest, his fury barely leashed. “He has neglected you. Deprived you.” His voice dropped, dangerously soft. “I swear to you, I will never make that mistake.”
You blinked up at him, startled.
He stepped closer, his presence alone overwhelming. “I will never leave you unsatisfied- mentally, emotionally, or physically.” His voice was a vow, sharp and unyielding, not allowing any space for doubt. “You will never have to wonder if you are loved, worshiped.”
The heat in his words sent a shiver down your spine, but you didn’t step away. If anything, you leaned closer, tearful eyes wide.
“Say you’ll come with me,” König urged, his thumb brushing away your tears. “Say you’ll let me take you away from this emptiness and give you the life you deserve. Be my Duchess.”
Your breath caught. This was a horrible decision- you couldn’t imagine what would be said about you, about König, what your parents might do, what John might do-
“Yes.”
König didn’t wait. His lips crashed against yours, fierce and desperate, as though he’d been holding himself back for far too long. You melted into him, clutching at his coat as he deepened the kiss, claiming you with every stroke and sigh.
When he finally pulled away, his breath was ragged, and his eyes burned with promise.
“Two days from now,” he said. “I will send that Narr your divorce papers, and I will take you away from this nightmare.”
And for the first time in years, hope bloomed in your chest.
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