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thesilicontribesman · 11 months
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Logan Botanic Gardens, South Rhins, Scotland
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lila-pereszke · 7 months
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philaretey · 7 months
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Organic architecture that communes with nature. We would like to think that a recent project of ours for a conservatory addition to a house in Philadelphia does precisely that with its curved form and natural materials. It channels midcentury modern materiality and the interpenetration of inside and outside. The client was inspired by the Fernery at Morris Arboretum, pictured here. The intent was to create an entire world within that could be enjoyed everyday of the year.
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myarchitectphil · 7 months
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Organic architecture that communes with nature. We would like to think that a recent project of ours for a conservatory addition to a house in Philadelphia does precisely that with its curved form and natural materials. It channels midcentury modern materiality and the interpenetration of inside and outside. The client was inspired by the Fernery at Morris Arboretum, pictured here. The intent was to create an entire world within that could be enjoyed everyday of the year.
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billherbert23 · 9 months
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Hospitalfields in the Spring: bluebells, a splendid pointer (not seasonal), a sundial (temporary), a hospital garden and a Fernery, and, in the last images, a preference for trees over sculpture. Definitely a research trip for Westpark, where several of the same features are being contemplated, if not quite in the same guises.
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nas-dean · 1 year
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The greenery around my outdoor Koi pond has flared astoundingly. #Koi #koifish #koifishpond #greenfern #fernery https://www.instagram.com/p/Co_lr7hSy3j/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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atlas-of-the-woods · 1 year
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this part is the grotto. in 1810, the duke of marlborough ordered the sarsen stones from his estate back in wiltshire downs and incorporated them into his fairy garden landscape he was creating. He created the grotto, it had a fountain and a spring that fed into the lake nearby. It was decorated with shells, crystals, coral and seaweed.
The duke eventually fell into debt and the land was taken by Isaac Goldsmith who left it free for the local residents to wander. It was later split into allotments, and this section was bought by Mrs Marsland and her Gardner Mr Lees. Mr Lees decided to move some of the stones.
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In the 1878 edition of the Gardeners Chronicle, the wilderness was reported on. They describe how some of the stones were moved to create a fernery, the above photos are what is left of that fernery.
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santandreas · 1 year
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FOTD-last- of-rbgs-November 25TH
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oswaldojop · 2 years
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#REPOST @och_aye_the_view with @get__repost__app My local botanical garden has a fernery. I had no idea until I arrived for the first time and I've lived in this area for three years. It definitely was an absolutely beautiful surprise and I'd absolutely go back to get some more pictures. #teamgoogle #teampixel #pixel6 #googlepixel6 #pixelcam #fern #fernery #ferns #fernphotography #nature #naturephotography #naturelovers #plants #plantphotography #plantphotographer #photography #photographer #botanical #botanicalgardens #botanicalgarden #mobilephotography #beauty #beautiful #scotland #scottish #argyllandbute #adventure #sunny https://www.instagram.com/p/ChXhq6vuHW1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thesilicontribesman · 11 months
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Logan Botanic Gardens, South Rhins, Scotland
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thetankstersblog · 2 years
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Book your ticket soon. #swflevents #swfleventplanner #somethingbluetg #5thgearmedia #phantomoftheopera #fernery (at SomethingBlue TG) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChBS6W0MvTg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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jillraggett · 1 year
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Plant of the Day
Wednesday 15 February 2023
The hardy Phyllitis scolopendrium (Asplenium fern, hart's tongue fern, horse tongue) has been included in this glasshouse fernery. This evergreen fern forms a rosette of arching, strap-shaped fronds with margins that often undulate. Spores are borne in transverse stripes beneath the fronds.
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ranticore · 1 month
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I thought I'd post the sketched out map of the city before I take it in for redrawing (which will take a very long time and it's definitely a backburner project) in a decent resolution so that people can actually see what's going on. The full size version is 4800px wide so too big to actually have full res on tumblr anyway
Invergorken is your basic city built in the armpit of a bay. Although its original medieval castle still stands as the Sharps ranger barracks, the citadel north of the grand canal is where the palace sits. The main reason it was all built here, slammed up against the Ruad, an inhospitable forest, is because it was a trade hub for goods passing through the Ruad. If you look at the whole country map you can see that Invergorken is built right where the Ruad is narrowest from west to east, and also that the forest cuts off overland travel in a massive part of its range. Farmland to the north and south of the city serves it though the farms are more extensive in the west, both north and south of the bay.
Before the railways were built, goods were ferried through the forest overland (the grand canal & river on which it was built goes sharply north out of frame and does not connect with the lough). A huge amount of Invergorken's infrastructure was built to directly facilitate ease of travel between sea and lough; the canals connect major points of interest. with a pretty robust lock system, ships from the sea are able to travel right on through the city to the train station, the industrial areas, and the lumberyards lining the edge of the Ruad.
The four quarters (five if you count the citadel) are named for the ring roads that originally surrounded them, but over centuries the built-up area has expanded to all but bury their original shapes. The east ring is where most of the usual city business takes place, mixed housing and shops and markets and everything else you could imagine. It's the oldest part of the city outside the citadel. This includes the city's singular Suzette hospital which is inconveniently located as far from everyone as possible. the north ring is the heart of industry in Inver, with hundreds of smokestacks, brick yards, furnaces, and foundries all in relatively close range of their own dock system (not drawn.. i forgor). Although it's a greatly productive area, it's also the poorest; extremely crowded tenements, poor facilities, housing built rapidly and without much care to provide for the mainly immigrant workers at the factories. Although the buildings are newer than the average east ring tenement, they are not pleasant.
The south ring is the rich-but-not-noble district, it consists of relatively new buildings, as the new rich of Invergorken have only recently come about as a separate phenomenon to the gentry of the citadel. These capitalists are responsible for much of the north ring & its development. The buildings in the south ring are deceptive; they look old, built to ape the style of the ancient buildings in the citadel, as clout-chasing upper class citizens struggle to elevate themselves on the same level as the nobility. Here you will find the Stagsons' black market as well as the Barnyard opera house and its adjoining brothel. The businesses are relatively fancy and cater to upper class tastes, like the Fernery which is for anybody who wants to take in the healing properties of nature without actually having to go outside.
The west ring is another new area, mainly built up by slightly richer immigrants from the western duchy of Moya, as this is the area of Invergorken you must travel through to get to Moya in the west, as well as all of the west-coast towns. It has a new train station and the beginnings of a new railway, though no trains run on it yet. The majority of iron from the north ring foundries is transported here to facilitate the building of the railway, which stretches all the way to Aberharain.
The citadel (or, in common parlance, the Hound's Den) is where the king and nobility go. It consists of a hexagonal wall with watch towers at each point, with portcullis gates opening out to several main thoroughfares. Many of the canals in the city actually arise from the citadel; the limestone bedrock is riddled with underground caverns and rivers, and these emerge at the surface within the citadel. The citadel contains the townhouses of the nobility, to be used on a seasonal basis as the main family residences are usually far out in the countryside, as well as the largest of the monarchy's three palaces. The citadel palace tower is the tallest building in Invergorken (not counting the smokestacks). The palace has its own walls blocking it off from the rest of the citadel, and its grounds are divided into four gardens, one for each season. The citadel has every stupid luxury you could possibly imagine; marked on the map are the important family houses but also the dressage arena, north of which is an extensive golf course with an arboretum. Although the noble families often only live in their townhouses during seasonal events hosted by the king (solstice and equinox hunting events in particular), the citadel is mainly home to an army of staff year-round, vastly outnumbering the nobility but hidden away in back streets and purpose-built corridors. this gives the odd impression of a ghost town, servants making things perfect for absentee landlords, heating and lighting their empty houses.
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rosey-rosey-rosey · 4 months
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Tiles and Patterns
//Anatomy of a Friend//Cells Interlinked//Campanula//Leafcutter//Custard Creams & Ferneries//
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matthewgallaway · 1 month
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Went to a fernery and realized it was my version of the afterlife.
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jamesthepigeon · 5 months
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Philosophus in Opus Somno
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Philosophus, philosophus, my dearest philosophus,
My loving sweetheart, my wholesome gentleman,
Though, unfortunate, how all beautiful creations must once meet their failance,
Amongst a pond infested with algae, you are the blooming, petit lotus.
A rebuke so cruel, My God had stripped me of my only regard, my beau,
A failance I hadn't foreseen, my demissive delicacy,
For I could never wish for your failance to be of my partaking,
And if I had foreseen this cruel failance, I would have have enabled thou to notice.
An algae, such as myself, could never compare
For you are so fare,
Much too fare for I,
For you are the mallotus to my leonotis.
Neither phrase, nor phraseology could ascribe my Heart,
Oh, my heart aches for you, my peach, my angel, my only,
An ingathering within me, of melancholy fernery.
It hurts, my love, Its infectious  despondency, incontestibly.
Of affliction, Pangs I fear will be the death of me,
My sweetheart, my dearest, my life, my death,
For my acknowledgement thou shall not approve of my verdict,
But, I will implore, my gracious, my studious, my perfect floret.
Shall I partake thy soone, rest for now,
my philosophus in opus somno.
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^in the centre of the page is a pencil study of the former male lover 'mallotus' whom the female lover 'leonotis' is writing to^
[ ^ follow me on wattpad if you'd like, 'My Darkest Recollections' is the collection of poems i've made ^ ]
Philosophus [in Opus Somno]: A poem written from the perspective of a woman in early 1900s/ late 1800s who's lover passed. So, she is writing to him in the form of this poem. She expresses her sorrow and how she feels as though she will never find another man as non-ignorant, intellectual, and ahead of thinking as him. The male lover is described as to be in the more feminine role, and the female lover is portrayed as being in the more masculine role, in their former relationship. In my opinion [as being the type of non-heteronormative boy], I don't think it was impossible for this sort of thing to exist in the past, nor in the 19/20th century. Anyways, I made a realistic drawing of the male lover which is at the bottom of this poem and ye... go feminism, I suppose :3.
!! none of my forms of art, such as artworks and literature, are to be stolen, copied, or claimed [reblogs are obvi fine tho ofc] my literature has in fact been copywrited !!
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