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joearf · 1 year
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2023.01.18: I was shadowed on the way home from lunch - Old Greenwich, CT #iwasshadowed #shadowselfie #ashadowofmyformerself #afternoonsun #lightandshadow #blackandwhite #blackandwhitephotography (at Old Greenwich) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnlFpe9OHP9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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arwenisnthere · 2 years
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leva1 · 10 months
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Omelets with Spinach and Mushrooms 🌿🍄
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Looking for a delicious and nutritious breakfast option? Look no further than this mouthwatering omelet recipe that combines the earthy flavors of spinach and mushrooms. Packed with protein and vitamins, this dish will give you the perfect start to your day. Let's get cracking!
Ingredients:
3 large eggs
1 cup fresh spinach, roughly chopped
1 cup mushrooms, sliced
1/4 cup shredded cheese (cheddar or your favorite variety)
Salt and pepper to taste
Olive oil for cooking
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g-marcus · 1 year
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Afternoon Warmth The days on the prairies can be cold but for a brief time in the short afternoons there are moments of warmth. #prairiewinter #afternoonwarmth #sunbathingtime #silios #albertawinter #afternoonsun #mytravellinglens (at Alberta, Canada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CokWRKlpNxQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thedineandwine · 1 year
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Afternoon sun + A warm cup of tea
Afternoons spent in blissful relaxation with great company! Treat yourself to a holiday at Anantara Golden Triangle and experience the bliss of tranquillity yourself.
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ditzyblog · 2 years
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Looking up into nature #mindfulness #oak #tree #nature #windchimes #afternoonsun #photography https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj3CXBSsvq9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ninaluba · 2 years
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Afternoon Sun at @villamajdaosp ☀️ #ninaluba #ninalubainspiration #ninalubamoodboard #summerish #summerishseptember #afternoonsun (at Villa Majda) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiiCjB0IekX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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saint-emilion · 2 years
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. 西陽が気持ちいい . . Tops @hm Half Pants @tangram_tokyo #sunset #afternoonsun #hm #tangram https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch5vniNP4SC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ordinarymanjournal · 2 years
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Eid Mubarak, 10 Dzulhijjah 1443 Saturday July, 9 2022 #eid2022 #eid1443 #eidmubarak #eidhenna #eidaladha #eidadha #eidadhamubarak #afternoonwalk #afternoonteatime #afternoondelight #afternoonlight #afternoonvibes #afternoonsun #afternoonsky #sunsetlovers #sunsetphotography #sunset #sunsetlover #sunsets_captures #twilight #skystagram #sunshine #cloud #villagevibes #villagephotography #villageview #nature #naturephotography #natureshot #mountsinggalang (at Koto Tangah, Tilatang Kamang, Agam) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfyqg_wPPXn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pbh-1950 · 1 year
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joearf · 1 year
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2023.02.02: Another shot from yesterday - retro-edited [Light and Shadow in the Afternoon - Riverside, CT #lightandshadow #afternoonsun #peoplephotography #blackandwhitephotography #blackandwhite] (at Riverside) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoONsK-uDps/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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arwenisnthere · 2 years
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irrfahrer · 2 years
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" sorry; this might sting a little... "
Send in " sorry; this might sting a little… " for the sender to be cleaning a wound on the receiver's face, resulting in them being almost intimately close, making eye contact either knowingly or without meaning to !
By the others words Ziv grimaced as if she had bitten on a sour fruit. Working in the AgriCorps was far away from any kind of lightsaber-swinging, yet it was not free from injuries, quite the opposite- In this case when she was spurring one of the old harvest engines the crank had slipped out of her grasp and jumped back, right into her small face where it had left a bloody laceration that had dyed the pelt of her face into a deep crimson. The injury was a strange, numb cut like a piece of ice in the middle of her face at the start of her muzzle. "Really? Pup, I am a kriffing medic, I know that cleaning a injury will sting a little-", Ziv harrumphed, her ears pinned back irritated. It was late afternoon and the light falling into the hangar with the harvest machines was deep blue from the azure afternoonsun that made the hangar look as if it was drowned in a deep, old ocean: "- thats what I am warning my patients about since I was kriffing eight and was the first time made to take care of patients myself in the halls of healing, so don´t tell me its going to sting because I know kriffing very-"
The next second Ziv flinched back as if she had been bitten, chirping miserably as typical for her species when in pain. She squirmed in her seat, very aware that she should not move away and also doing her best to not move away as she couldn´t stand this beahaviour in her own patients, but also instinctive leaning away from the man. "-aaaaaaaaugh, kriffing Banthashit on kriffing toast what kriffing cursed acid did you used for kriffing cleaning-!?", she chiped miserably like a beaten animal, no longer leaning away but with her fluffy tail wagging, twitching and very easily showing how she was feeling.
[ @lightfaithed ]
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hunting-songs · 4 months
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”Be honest….do you think Carmen is a good name for a child?” (Au or time skip inspired by recent events lol)
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Send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.
The App on her Mobile Phone dutifully read the names of roads, cities and trainstations, marking a route to follow through sound alone that Senritsu could mark on the map put infront of her with a marker. The university in Yorkshin had contacted her to record the traditional lullabies of a certaine group of people and while those people were welcoming of strangers, it was the way to the groups settlement that had till now stopped every researcher with injuries, desperation and the running out of supplies, until it had been the Music-Hunters phone that had ringed instead this morning. The electronical sound of the App mixed with the noise of Senritsus marker and the rustling of the different maps Senritsu had spread before her on the table into a wistful song that sang sweet like siren of wanderlust, adventure and knowledge so alluringly, that the woman did not reacted promptly to Chris question. She looked up a second too late.
"Carmen? Like from canere?", Senritsu tapped a finger against the mobile-phones display, stopping the App. Cool grey morninglight fell into the living room, dyeing the place into a grey shade that had yet not the full colour that would come with the afternoonsun. Thoughtfully she tilted her head from one side to another while repeating the name, rolling it on her tounge back and for like a song: "It has a sweet sound like a-" , the laughter came before she could come to the end of the little joke and she just shaked her head, more amused over laughing over her own stupid joke than the wordplay itself: "-verse, ha!" The smile still on her lips like a echo she looked over to Chris, her short fingers tapping a melody on the table that was fast-nervouse?-, but also playful - curious?. It was Chris heartbeat and the melody of the sound of his voice that asked questions hidden behind other questions that were for Senritsus keen ears as easy to hear as if he had screamed them at her. She closed her Wanderbook with the maps and her mobilephone put between the pages, before she turned in the chair with her elbow put at the backrest and her head tilted to the side like an attentive owl who just heard the scuttle of a mouses feet that was Chris question. "How comes you are interested in-" children? Senritsu was not a fool, she knew what this conversation was about, but she was also not going to have a conversation in which she knew more than the other for that would mean talking for Chris, and that- taking away someones words and freedom- was something she would never do, so she continued with a voice as sweet as a purr. She shoved the Wanderbook to the side, yet her small hand stayed on it gently as if it was a precious treasure: "- names? Christopher, whos name translates from greek to 'bearing Christ'?" [ @bewitchingbaker ]
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werspinna · 6 months
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[WOUND]: after the receiver has been wounded, the sender tries to keep them calm and conscious by cupping their face in their hands and talking to them to keep them focused.
She was not fighting a dragon, yet the flesh-constructs scales shimmered in the afternoonsun like Jewels and its big teeth and claws cut through the air after the carts and buildings on Pisas streets. She was not fighting a dragon, but the citizen she had brought into safety swinging infront of the flesh-construct and picking up the people off the street hastily, would later say that it had been a dragon hunting them. She was not fighting a dragon, even when a few hundred years later the peoples reports of this incident would be interpreted as a religious conflict by modern days historians right on Pisas street in the middle of the day with the dragon presenting paganism and not the actual living, screaming and fighting thing it was.
The living,screaming,fighting thing whichs claws hit Wolf over the chest when she was just one second too late. One second she swung into the air and had just set down a man in another street and into safety, the next time a claw that felt like broiling metal cut her open through her hauberk, throug her tabbard, through her gambeson, throug her skin, like a piece of meat. For just a momnt there was nothin, just the bright light of the late afternoonsun boring through the Grimme of her helmet. Then Wolf hit the ground,slided over the cobbled street until her bones felt like glasssplinters in her limbs and her body was stopped by an overthrown, wooden cat whichs shadows bathed her in a cool dark shadow when before there was nothing but bright afternoonsunlight. The not-dragon continued to move down the street, this time where Wolf had not yet brought the people into safety and she heard voices turning into screams with every step the not-dragon moved away from her. Panic started to bite, bite,bite down into her flesh and the woman pulled herself into a sitting position by the wooden cart even if every inch of herself was screaming, yelling,shrieking in pain. Groaning Wol tried to sit up but her legs had yet not healed enough to carry her so she sunk back with her bloody teeth bared in something that felt like a painful, frustrated snarl. The screams became louder. Wolf tried to pull herself up again by the cart. The screams became louder. Wolf tried to pull herself up again by the cart. The screams became louder. Wolf tried to pull herself up by the cart.
Familiar big, warm hands cupped her bloodsmeared face and Wolfs head promptly snapped up so suddenly as if she had been slapped. There was a smile spreading over her bloody lips that did not reached her eyes, none of all eight of them. "Oh, I am alright, Chris. Do not worry-",she smiled at the man, although with the blood pouring out of her broken nose it looked rather macabre, like the grin of a carnivore that had just burried their teeth in a prey and her try to sooth the man was probably working the other way around. She lay her broken,bloody hands on his cupping her scarred face: "-I will heal. I always heal. But you better go back into hiding for this is going to get not very nice for people who can not heal that well. Not nice at all." Wolf tried to pull herself up by the cart. [ @bewitchingbaker ]
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I went for a hike at Ecola State park in November for my birthday, I love spending the day in nature. When we arrived at the beach there was a perfect doggo who would wait for his surfers so patiently and maybe a little anxiously. Anyway, doggos are perfect. ♥️ 📷 Contax 139Q 🎞️Cinestill 400D - - - - - - - #portland #ecola #ecolastatepark #oregoncoast #doggos #puppers #coast #ocean #pacificnorthwest #pacificocean #pdx #portlandphotographer #earth #35mm #filmphotography #filmisnotdead #cinestill400d #cinestill #cinestillfilm #contax #contax139q #carlzeiss #gooddoggo #petsofinstagram #birthdayhike #november #2022 #32 #grain #afternoonsun (at Indian Beach, OR) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnm5OsbP6yo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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