From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A.E. Housman (1896)
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A.E. Housman (1896)
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A.E. Housman (1896)
In 2016 researchers from the Centre for Ecological Research in Hungary pointed laser scanners at two birch trees, one in Austria & one in Finland. Between two hours after sunset and just before sunrise, the trees branches drooped by as much as 10cm🌳
In 2016 researchers from the Centre for Ecological Research in Hungary pointed laser scanners at two birch trees, one in Austria & one in Finland. Between two hours after sunset and just before sunrise, the trees branches drooped by as much as 10cm🌳
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#trees #photography #nature #Aspen #Oregan #landscapephotography
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#trees #photography #nature #Aspen #Oregan #landscapephotography
Winter is coming.
Winter is coming.