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The Eldest Messenger - by Piotr Kozioł

Hereafter by Grady Frederick

Do you want to make a trade?

give me one memory you don't like and I'll let you have a memory I'm very fond of. A memory of a peaceful spring day.

You lay in nice grass. Not itchy, not spiky. Nice, soft blades of grass gently tickle your legs and the sun shines softly on your back. Just the right amount of warmth. You smile and rest your head on your arms, content with the world. The birds gently sing, a peaceful calming song.

There's bright yellow dandelions around you, enough to make 100 flower crowns. You start humming a tune, joining the birds in their song. You close your eyes and enjoy this wonderful moment, sun warming your back and nature keeping you company.

You can make this trade any time, anywhere. All you have to do is hand me a memory you don't like so that I can hold it, so it'll be smaller and further away.

Listen to the birds and enjoy the sun.

Satiating Demons by Gerald Brom

Sea Witch by Axel Sauerwald

The Black Wolf of Savage River; a Story of the Alaskan Wild. Written by Ernestine N. Byrd. Illustrated by Ruth Robbins. 1959.

Maggie Stiefvater

by Xiaolong Wong

Iceland by Ruslan Stepanov

ثنائيات

Adam Styka (1890-1959)

Fairy Glen

mcburneyphotography

author: Joanna Malinowska

by Lucas Pezeta

Rogier Speedpaint

Timothy Barr, Heirloom, 2010, Oil on panel

Meadowsweet Commission - by Maria Makovetskaya

Walter A. Weber, from Wild Animals of North America, 1960.

Waterfalls along the Way

© riverwindphotography, May 2022

Mira - by Ismail Inceoglu

“Let the four winds fill your wings,

That you may see the world with raven’s eyes,

And breathe deep of its wide majesty.”

—Vagabird

Nonlinear Systems

© gif by riverwindphotography, May 2022

Along the River, Among the Alders

© riverwindphotography, April 2022

Rosy Land and the Golden City - by Ruxing Gao

“What pigments you plaster upon that face,

All to be swept away to dust, in time;

But it is not a futile thing, no,

But a lively, pretty act.”

—Vagabird