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cricketclan · 3 months
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Duskcatcher and Arroyo :(
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lucybellwood · 1 year
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Moonrise over the Ventura River Preserve, one of many dear places in my hometown cared for by the Ojai Valley Land Conservancy. Painted back in 2020. Also available as a postcard.
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The floor plan evolved around an arroyo. The “bridge” shown here spans the fragile chasm, connecting the bedrooms to the living spaces. As elsewhere in the Wallach house, the Douglas fir ceiling flows uninterruptedly through the glass, merging indoors with outdoors.
The Naturally Elegant Home, 1992
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newmexicophotographer · 3 months
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arroyo hondo, nm.
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vagiz-ahm · 3 months
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awehaven · 4 months
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©Robin Fifield 2023.
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textless · 3 months
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thefalloutwiki · 11 months
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Fallout 2: Holy Vault Suit
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Pictured: The Holy Vault Suit, as seen on its pedestal inside the Temple of Trials in Fallout 2. The pedestal has the number 13 inscribed onto it.
Obtaining it will prove to the Arroyo Elder that the Chosen One is worthy.
You can read more about Vault 13 here:
https://fallout.wiki/wiki/Vault_13
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wuzhere75 · 1 year
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Hey guys who followed me for my art *starts high-pressure vomiting reblogs of goofy ah twitter screenshots*
Anyways Coyote’s name is Arroyo now
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bellasaraeternal · 4 months
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“Run free and make your own path.”
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cricketclan · 4 months
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Hazykit's sprite is almost EXACTLY like Jayberry's so i had to change it a bit
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whats-in-a-sentence · 4 months
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Swallows
Thomas Hornsby Ferril
The prairie wind blew harder than it could,
Even the spines of cactus trembled back,
I crouched in an arroyo clamping my hands
On my eyes the sand was stinging yellow black.
In a break of the black I let my lashes part,
Looked overhead and saw I was not alone,
I could almost reach through the roar and almost touch
A treadmill of swallows almost holding their own.
"Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle... And Other Modern Verse" - compiled by Stephen Dunning, Edward Lueders, and Hugh Smith
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aclkplm208-blog · 6 months
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Next Painting: Land of the Protoceratops
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aisling-saoirse · 1 year
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Mesa, Colorado - May 20th 2023
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spockvarietyhour · 1 year
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awehaven · 2 months
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Home.
©Robin Fifield 2024.
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