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If you need a moment of calm in your timeline, pause with me awhile in the gardens of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto. May your day be peaceful, my friends. 🌳
#Japan #nature #lake #trees #calm #peace #life #mindfulness #photography
#Japan #nature #lake #trees #calm #peace #life #mindfulness #photography
February 3, 2026 at 2:02 PM
If you need a moment of calm in your timeline, pause with me awhile in the gardens of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto. May your day be peaceful, my friends. 🌳
#Japan #nature #lake #trees #calm #peace #life #mindfulness #photography
#Japan #nature #lake #trees #calm #peace #life #mindfulness #photography
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Book of Flower Studies
Master of Claude de France
ca. 1510–1515.
Master of Claude de France
ca. 1510–1515.
February 3, 2026 at 5:56 AM
Book of Flower Studies
Master of Claude de France
ca. 1510–1515.
Master of Claude de France
ca. 1510–1515.
When my love comes and sits by my side, when my body trembles and my eyelids droop, the night darkens, the wind blows out the lamp, and the clouds draw veils over the stars.
It is the jewel at my own breast that shines and gives light. I know not how to hide it.
Rabindranath Tagore
#poetry
It is the jewel at my own breast that shines and gives light. I know not how to hide it.
Rabindranath Tagore
#poetry
February 3, 2026 at 11:16 AM
When my love comes and sits by my side, when my body trembles and my eyelids droop, the night darkens, the wind blows out the lamp, and the clouds draw veils over the stars.
It is the jewel at my own breast that shines and gives light. I know not how to hide it.
Rabindranath Tagore
#poetry
It is the jewel at my own breast that shines and gives light. I know not how to hide it.
Rabindranath Tagore
#poetry
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all
#ImageAndVerse
#EmilyDickinson
#SilentSunday
#SkySunday
#Poem314
#stunday
📷 01/11/26 #EastCoastKin
Spa Creek, Annapolis, MD (US)
#MobilePhoto #Photography
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all
#ImageAndVerse
#EmilyDickinson
#SilentSunday
#SkySunday
#Poem314
#stunday
📷 01/11/26 #EastCoastKin
Spa Creek, Annapolis, MD (US)
#MobilePhoto #Photography
January 11, 2026 at 4:26 PM
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all
#ImageAndVerse
#EmilyDickinson
#SilentSunday
#SkySunday
#Poem314
#stunday
📷 01/11/26 #EastCoastKin
Spa Creek, Annapolis, MD (US)
#MobilePhoto #Photography
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all
#ImageAndVerse
#EmilyDickinson
#SilentSunday
#SkySunday
#Poem314
#stunday
📷 01/11/26 #EastCoastKin
Spa Creek, Annapolis, MD (US)
#MobilePhoto #Photography
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Adopt the pace of nature:
her secret is patience. 🌲🌊
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Taking a lesson from the Severn
River on yesterday's walk.
Sometimes the best way to get
through the week is to slow
down and just watch the water.
#WaterWednesday
#Photography #EastCoastKin
Annapolis, Maryland. (U.S.)
her secret is patience. 🌲🌊
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Taking a lesson from the Severn
River on yesterday's walk.
Sometimes the best way to get
through the week is to slow
down and just watch the water.
#WaterWednesday
#Photography #EastCoastKin
Annapolis, Maryland. (U.S.)
January 14, 2026 at 4:40 PM
Adopt the pace of nature:
her secret is patience. 🌲🌊
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Taking a lesson from the Severn
River on yesterday's walk.
Sometimes the best way to get
through the week is to slow
down and just watch the water.
#WaterWednesday
#Photography #EastCoastKin
Annapolis, Maryland. (U.S.)
her secret is patience. 🌲🌊
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Taking a lesson from the Severn
River on yesterday's walk.
Sometimes the best way to get
through the week is to slow
down and just watch the water.
#WaterWednesday
#Photography #EastCoastKin
Annapolis, Maryland. (U.S.)
The living walk among us.
I've heard the wistful sigh breathed past transparent thought,
Heard floorboards creak in dimly cornered rooms, and,
Sometimes, wrapped within my musings, felt
A waft from some unseen someone who just brushed by.
Diane W. Seventeen
#poetry #parallel #stillhere
I've heard the wistful sigh breathed past transparent thought,
Heard floorboards creak in dimly cornered rooms, and,
Sometimes, wrapped within my musings, felt
A waft from some unseen someone who just brushed by.
Diane W. Seventeen
#poetry #parallel #stillhere
February 2, 2026 at 11:42 AM
The living walk among us.
I've heard the wistful sigh breathed past transparent thought,
Heard floorboards creak in dimly cornered rooms, and,
Sometimes, wrapped within my musings, felt
A waft from some unseen someone who just brushed by.
Diane W. Seventeen
#poetry #parallel #stillhere
I've heard the wistful sigh breathed past transparent thought,
Heard floorboards creak in dimly cornered rooms, and,
Sometimes, wrapped within my musings, felt
A waft from some unseen someone who just brushed by.
Diane W. Seventeen
#poetry #parallel #stillhere
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I was getting dressed this morning and opened up my wardrobe, there was a lion inside and I asked what he was doing and he said,
Narnia Business !
Narnia Business !
February 2, 2026 at 1:09 AM
I was getting dressed this morning and opened up my wardrobe, there was a lion inside and I asked what he was doing and he said,
Narnia Business !
Narnia Business !
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...the roses growing wild
About her features when she smiled
Were dewed with tears that fell
With tenderness ineffable
James Whitcomb Riley
#poetry
About her features when she smiled
Were dewed with tears that fell
With tenderness ineffable
James Whitcomb Riley
#poetry
January 31, 2026 at 12:07 PM
...the roses growing wild
About her features when she smiled
Were dewed with tears that fell
With tenderness ineffable
James Whitcomb Riley
#poetry
About her features when she smiled
Were dewed with tears that fell
With tenderness ineffable
James Whitcomb Riley
#poetry
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It wasn't until the mid 1920s that Augustus John began painting flowers as an alternative to portraiture; 'Cyclamen,' (1928) would have been grown in the greenhouse at Fryern Court, John's home on the edge of the New Forest.
January 30, 2026 at 8:43 AM
It wasn't until the mid 1920s that Augustus John began painting flowers as an alternative to portraiture; 'Cyclamen,' (1928) would have been grown in the greenhouse at Fryern Court, John's home on the edge of the New Forest.
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January 29, 2026 at 10:45 AM
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'Mountains, Connemara,' shows Paul Henry at the height of his powers in the early-mid 1930s, a time when his domestic circumstances, which always reflected directly on his work, had become settled after the breakdown of his marriage; as his mood brightened, so did his work.
January 29, 2026 at 11:21 AM
'Mountains, Connemara,' shows Paul Henry at the height of his powers in the early-mid 1930s, a time when his domestic circumstances, which always reflected directly on his work, had become settled after the breakdown of his marriage; as his mood brightened, so did his work.
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Nature's artwork
Even in the winter...
Even in the winter...
January 29, 2026 at 11:52 AM
Nature's artwork
Even in the winter...
Even in the winter...
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Be proud of yourself. These are hard days and you’re doing your best
Image: www.instagram.com/happyzodesigns
Image: www.instagram.com/happyzodesigns
January 28, 2026 at 6:01 PM
Be proud of yourself. These are hard days and you’re doing your best
Image: www.instagram.com/happyzodesigns
Image: www.instagram.com/happyzodesigns
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I wonder if there's a bell at the top...
January 28, 2026 at 2:42 AM
I wonder if there's a bell at the top...