Leda Siloto

and even if it's sunday... e.e. cummings

I hope your day is drifting gently like clouds across a quiet sky.

Sunday in the grass. Franz Kafka, 1913.

The hand of the lover of the wind caresses the face of the absent one. ~Alejandra Pizarnik

Those who escape hell, however, never talk about It and nothing much bothers them after that. - Charles Bukowski #sunrise #sky #morning #nature #photography

I dream not of grand skies, only of small joys; and the wide, grateful eyes to notice them when the happiness quietly arrive.

i like it when you touch the places i've touched after my hand has gone— i like it most of all because it's then that you touch the secret abandoned scent of me... like dust, or pollen, or the lost fragrance of a flower. a ghost separated from my body yet somehow more true than my body could ever be

~ Moonlight Memories ~

A single line poem

The impulse of the earth is to seek A language of flowers That do not die. ~ Donald Revell, from ‘The White Campion.’ #Painting, Laurie Steen.

Bon matin…

The moon

In My Dream ~ Kristina Mahr

A cada vez que encontramos a pessoa A quem partilha do mesmo sentimento É sentir o redescobrir da vida —Diórgenes Maicon

Good Saturday morning Wishing you a peaceful and pleasant day...

The secret garden Rebecca Rebouché

. 📷 ©️ Etsuko Aibu Kawazu, Japan .

And if someone should ask me what the soul is, I’ll answer that it’s me. ~Álvaro de Campos (Fernando Pessoa)

Make yourself into a well-guarded Double self, letting no one who looks in See more than a garden of who you are- ~Fernando Pessoa

you can count all the reasons why you are sad but be sure to count every star that shines bright in the night sky for you. ✨ #message

休憩やけど眠い…

Jeanloup Sieff

Dahlias becoming a hotel for frogs. Allison Lamb raises around 200 dahlias on her property and was delighted to discover that the blooms serve as a perfectly sized house for frogs. Original post

A sunlit #thicktrunktuesday #trees #woodland #treeclub

My bee army grows.

what could be more loving than to create because you must, not because you expect anything in return. what could be more hopeful than to plant seeds at night, tucking them into the bed of earth and whispering... dream of rain little ones, dream of rain.

the borrowed care of tomorrow - hope doe

map of my heart

365 Tao Daily Meditations Deng Ming-Dao

Portal 💚 #greenwitchtea #greenwitch #nature #forest #trees #peace

“When we plant trees, we plant the seeds of peace and seeds of hope.” ~Wangari Maathai Yes. 🤍🌳🤍 #stunday #eastcoastkin #forest #trees

Beech tree at Grenofen woods yesterday, #Dartmoor, #Devon #photography #moss I heard a green woodpecker nearby.

Lushness in the forest yesterday. Surprisingly warm here now but still raining of course. #Hiking #Photography #Scape #ForestFriday #EastCoastKin #Ireland

René Char, tr. Paul Engle. the love you need!!

Stone Bridge, Jesmond Dene, Newcastle upon Tyne, 2026 #photography #jesmonddene #rhododendron

I think that in the process of writing, all kinds of unexpected things happen that shift the poet away from his plan and that these accidents are really what we mean when we talk about poetry. -- John Ashbery

🌙 gentle night

Sunrise at Stonehenge today (7th June) was at 4.53am, sunset is at 9.18pm

Sunrise at Stonehenge today (6th June) was at 4.54am, sunset is at 9.17pm ☁️🌧️

Sunrise at Stonehenge today (11th June) was at 4.51am, sunset is at 9.20pm

a soft bell

February's Child pencil, ink, gouache