Museum of Lost Objects - The Fire That Scorched Brazil’s History - BBC Sounds ‘Languages don’t die - they go to sleep until you wake them up again.’ tmblr.co/ZNpC3w2lo9sXn

The Susurrations of Trees - BBC Sounds tmblr.co/ZNpC3w2m6RZwL

The Silence of the Genes - BBC Sounds tmblr.co/ZNpC3w2m6Rb-s

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And suddenly there was such clarity tmblr.co/ZNpC3wYuHThT4i…

The sounds of the cat purring and of Tibetan gong drum resonating through my chest simultaneously. Textured breathing. tmblr.co/ZNpC3wYuKtXzOq…

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📷 The Sun alone can see me☀️ #sunset (at Lake Farm Country Park) instagram.com/p/CFC7gD9lxCug… tmblr.co/ZNpC3wYwxL820q…

📷 The Sun alone can see me☀️ #sunset (at Lake Farm Country Park) instagram.com/p/CFC7gD9lxCug… tmblr.co/ZNpC3wYwxLIbKe…

When the warm air still lingers, and the cool draws from the ground, they wrap you in waves carried by the light early autumn breeze - a long shawl, and the first star appears in the sky tmblr.co/ZNpC3wYxbVMPaa…

📷 Two events, same Ocean, views worlds apart. 3 February 2021: IOC Unesco Brave New Ocean and TBA21 Ocean Uni tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZfHPR7Oa…

to make / language / almost invisible tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZhGOEYGa…

In difficult time like these - in any times, could one not, as an extended act of care, shield the other from the stresses of their job demands? (One could, providing there was such intention.) tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZi90IBOu…

Clarity tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZk6B8Huu…

The moon alone can see me tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZv8dxV0y…

Becoming tulip tmblr.co/ZNpC3wZ-AnARea…

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as grass, as feathers, as leaves, as the bumblebee heavy on the apple blossom, as the kite soaring high shepherded by the gull and crow, i welcome the Ocean streaming down my cheeks and all becomes clear, as the wind. tmblr.co/ZNpC3wa32eVgaW…

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