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Simple things really are very precious. Nothing has to be special, it’s all precious with you.
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From Boudin’s diary entry [Tuesday, December 3, 1856]: To swim in the open sky. To achieve the tenderness of clouds. To suspend these masses in the distance, very far away in the grey mist, make the blue explode. I feel all this coming, dawning in my intentions. What joy and what torment! If the bottom were still, perhaps I would never reach these depths. Did they do better in the past? Did the Dutch achieve the poetry of clouds I seek? That tenderness of the sky which even extends to admiration, to worship: it is no exaggeration.
Skies by Eugène Boudin, 1848-1853.
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your painting of the person with antlers in the snow is really beautiful and the caption hit me hard. i'm in a pretty rough place right now and something about the quiet courage of that one little line made me feel both nostalgic and hopeful at the same time. thank you for sharing your art ❤️
hey *big big hug*, here, I made you flowers if you want them

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♡ HAPPY BIRTHDAY ❄ LANGA ♡
i hope he eats a large poutine with a side of burgers today
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the right answer is something about a dream with a fluffy animal, it’s in the very end of the episode
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