I have just stood before the open window of my bedroom and I have breathed in deeply all the honeysuckle-perfumed air, the sunshine, the snowdrops of winter, the carouses of spring, the primroses, the crooning pigeons, the trills of the birds, the entire procession of soft winds and cool smells of frail colors and petal-textured skies, the knotted snake greys of old vine roots, the vertical shoots of young branches, the dank smell of old leaves, of wet earth, of torn roots, and fresh-cut grass, winter, summer, and fall, sunrises and sunsets, storms and lulls, wheat and chestnuts, wild strawberries and wild roses, violets and damp logs, burnt fields and new poppies.
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin vol. I: 1931-1934
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will never get tired of beautiful sunsets !!
i mean LOOK at this the sky is burning with joy ✨✨
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Off topic but maybe good to know. Here is the link for the wildfire smoke map of North America. It’s updated often so at any time you go to it the smoke levels are close to real time. (The image above will remain the same but if you click on it you can see the current map at any time.)
I see that Tumblr is replacing the link with an image. It does that every time I try to change it to the link. Working on it. Meanwhile here’s an image of the link. You can’t click on it but you can copy it either by typing it out one character at a time or by downloading the picture of it and copying it from the photo if you can do that on your device.
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