tannerwendellstewart:

Walking on reflections. Stokksnes. Iceland. (at Stokksnes)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Brt_FA8AMxI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=agmdeaqvi9eu

thecryptocreep:

catchymemes:

Snowing at sea

Why do I never think about the possibility of snow on the ocean???
Now I see why, because it’s too ethereal

slutqueensupreme:

softwaring:

A wave crashes into a lighthouse in Porto, Portugal. The photographer was dragged by the wave and had to receive care for hypothermia, but is fine now. x

Bitch almost died for that instagram

snatti:

Koi fishes, painted this during the livestream i did on Sunday, thanks to everyone who joined in! https://www.instagram.com/snatti89
https://www.artstation.com/snatti  

the-book-diaries:

“The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.”

— Kate Chopin, The Awakening
(via the-book-diaries)

writemeanna:

“Is it the voice of the goddess of foam, a breeze in the poplars, or is it a dream?”

— Velimir Khlebnikov, tr. by Gary Kern, from “On a Hill,” wr. c. March 1916

the-book-diaries:

“You always sees what nobody else sees; it is impossible to satisfy you.”

— George Eliot, Middlemarch
(via the-book-diaries)

stimman3000:

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