People Are Rivers, Always Ready To Move From One State Of Being Into Another. It Is Not Fair, To Treat

Vintage Jane West and her horse. #janewest #vintagedolls #alwayslovedthehorse

I’m a dirt person. I trust the dirt. I don’t trust diamonds and gold.

Eartha Kitt (via diluvie)

the origin of Carol of the Bells, ukrainian folk song Shchedrik

Icy

“‎You have to be the kind of person who can make the best out of a Tuesday. You know those people who live for the weekends? They’re wishing their life away. You have to find something worth living for or else you’ll look back and realize you’ve wasted your life away.”

— Drew Marvin, English Teacher (via thatkindofwoman)

The old hemlock forest at Tibbs Run Preserve bows under the weight of a late fall snowstorm this past weekend.

Sometimes… there’s more than meets the eye. 👀 You’re looking at two very different takes on an iconic image. ⁣

Human eyes can see only a small portion of the range of radiation given off by the objects around us. We call this wide array of radiation the electromagnetic spectrum, and the part we can see visible light.

In the first image, researchers revisited one of Hubble Space Telescope’s most popular sights: the Eagle Nebula’s Pillars of Creation. Here, the pillars are seen in infrared light, which pierces through obscuring dust and gas and unveil a more unfamiliar — but just as amazing — view of the pillars. ⁣ ⁣ The entire frame is peppered with bright stars and baby stars are revealed being formed within the pillars themselves. The image on the bottom is the pillars in visible light.

Image Credit: NASA, ESA/Hubble and the Hubble Heritage Team⁣

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And these guys are still around too, swooshing through the yard and landing gently as they do wherever there is a promise of food. I see more couple photos on the booth now, and the males are seemingly starting to squabble. First one shows the beautiful subtle back colours of the female.

i have this writing style i like to call “uncertain.” it’s where the narrator isn’t really sure what they’re talking about either

Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland by howard-sherwood