Peter Weller
@peterweller90.bsky.social
Quietly ambitious. My work has taken me across continents, into boardrooms, and onto runways, but my favorite moments are the ones away from the spotlight. I value elegance, intellect, and a shared taste for the extraordinary. I believe in conversations.
The forest has shaped my strength, my patience, and my soul.
August 2, 2025 at 1:51 AM
The forest has shaped my strength, my patience, and my soul.
The trees taught me resilience, they grow, fall, and grow again.
August 2, 2025 at 1:46 AM
The trees taught me resilience, they grow, fall, and grow again.
Dawn in the woods is my favorite time , the mist, the light, the first bird calls, one of those nights.
August 2, 2025 at 1:42 AM
Dawn in the woods is my favorite time , the mist, the light, the first bird calls, one of those nights.
I’ve learned more from the rhythm of the forest than from any book.
August 2, 2025 at 1:36 AM
I’ve learned more from the rhythm of the forest than from any book.
I’ve seen deer step silently through the fog while I worked.
August 2, 2025 at 1:28 AM
I’ve seen deer step silently through the fog while I worked.
Each tree I’ve worked with carries a history, and I respect it.
August 2, 2025 at 1:26 AM
Each tree I’ve worked with carries a history, and I respect it.
The forest has been both my workplace and my sanctuary.
August 2, 2025 at 1:13 AM
The forest has been both my workplace and my sanctuary.
My hands know the weight of an axe and the texture of old oak bark.
August 2, 2025 at 1:11 AM
My hands know the weight of an axe and the texture of old oak bark.
Working in the forest taught me patience , nature moves at its own pace.
August 2, 2025 at 1:08 AM
Working in the forest taught me patience , nature moves at its own pace.
I’ve spent entire seasons listening to the songs of birds overhead.
August 2, 2025 at 1:06 AM
I’ve spent entire seasons listening to the songs of birds overhead.
I’ve watched the seasons change from the same ridge for over a decade.
August 2, 2025 at 12:39 AM
I’ve watched the seasons change from the same ridge for over a decade.
I’ve spent more time under open skies than under a roof.
August 2, 2025 at 12:37 AM
I’ve spent more time under open skies than under a roof.
Years in the woods have given me an eye for beauty others might miss.
August 2, 2025 at 12:34 AM
Years in the woods have given me an eye for beauty others might miss.
The forest is where I’ve felt the most alive.
August 2, 2025 at 12:33 AM
The forest is where I’ve felt the most alive.
I’ve spent more years among the whisper of pines than I have in the noise of cities.
August 2, 2025 at 12:29 AM
I’ve spent more years among the whisper of pines than I have in the noise of cities.