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huariqueje · 3 months
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Sunshine snowfall - William H. Hays , 2018.
American,b. 1956 -
Colour linocut reduction on paper, 12 x 9 in.
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onlinesweetheart · 5 months
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Winter Sunshine, Maxfield Parrish
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summerwages · 4 months
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spring greens..
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ginger-by-the-sea · 4 months
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Maxfield Parrish
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mylifein2220x1080 · 4 months
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♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ home for the holidays ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧
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japan-minka · 3 months
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Rapeseed Chiba
Even if the temperature is cold and chilly, a sunny blue sky and a field of bright yellow rapeseed are a welcome site in the middle of winter.
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Light of joy
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williammarksommer · 1 year
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Winter Sunshine 
California
All The Time In The World
Hasselblad 500c/m
Kodak Ektar 100iso
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jomiddlemarch · 4 months
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beljar · 2 years
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Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.
Gustave Flaubert, from November, 1842
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huariqueje · 3 months
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Winter Scenery with a Walking Woman in Sunshine - Peder M. Monsted , 1932.
Danish, 1859-1941
Oil on canvas , 30 × 24 cm.
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briargeese · 1 year
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After the storm, the sun came out and the snow begins to leave the trees.
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summerwages · 2 months
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tight quarters..
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urban-bog · 1 year
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starfly-inq · 2 years
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Napo22 Day 19
Some part of me will always love you
And i don't mean unconditionally, wholly, romantically,
i mean in the same way i swallow my breath when the first snowflake falls to the ground
(and it glitters)
I think I swallowed something that day; a scratch in my throat, a little bite of starstuff
still cracking, still biting, still splitting)
oh! i can never catch, can't cough it up, however hard i spring these frigid, fractal thorns from out my lungs,
so i still breathe like somethings rattling down there,
like my tears became ice halfway up and my breath just beautifully froze over
(maybe i forgot to breathe at all)
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stephiramona · 5 months
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