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myfairynuffstuff · 1 year
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Teodoro Wolf Ferrari (1878 - 1945) - Landscape. Birches and Wisteria. 1917. Oil on canvas.
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thunderstruck9 · 1 month
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Billy Childish (British, 1959), stand of birch trees, 2016. Oil and charcoal on linen, 183 x 274.5 cm.
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Sunrise over the trees around Sax-Zim Bog, Minnesota
Taken February 2024
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waldesgeist · 1 year
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October 2022
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rabbitinthemeadow · 5 months
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Those evenings when the hills sang with voices like bells // Part 15
October 9th, 2022
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huariqueje · 1 year
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Samba Birches  -  Paul Burgess, 2022.
Welsh,b. 1960s  -
Oil on canvas , 70  100 cm.
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annafridacharlotte · 11 months
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fieriframes · 10 months
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[Pines surround me like moths to a flame. And the wind whispers the Other's name. Requiem roads and infinite searches. Archways hidden among the bones and the birches. Mountebanks of the hinterlands. Subservient only to the water's plans.]
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lionofchaeronea · 6 months
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Birch Tree in a Landscape, Paula Modersohn-Becker, 1899
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gort-grundlekin · 6 months
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Birch baddie in progress, getting the base colours down before I tidy up. Went for a walk today and got tons of inspo
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stephiramona · 1 year
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yorksnapshots · 4 months
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A copse of Birch.
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thunderstruck9 · 4 months
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Kirsten Everberg (American, 1965), White Birch Grove, South (After Tarkovsky), 2008. Oil and enamel on canvas on panel.
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vornicheskucamera · 5 months
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"Look, do you see that poem?" she said suddenly, pointing.
"Where?" Jane and Diana stared, as if expecting to see Runic rhymes on the birch trees.
"There. . .down in the brook. . .that old green, mossy log with the water flowing over it in those smooth ripples that look as if they'd been combed, and that single shaft of sunshine falling right athwart it, far down into the pool. Oh, it's the most beautiful poem I ever saw."
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waldesgeist · 1 year
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September 2022
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ternovye · 1 year
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