A young calf stands serenely as a fiery Kansas sunset paints the sky with warm hues. The simple beauty of farm life is captured perfectly in this peaceful moment.
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Embrace Tranquility: Exploring Countryside Living Beyond Nairobi
Discovering Serenity: Your Guide to Festive Season Retreats Outside Nairobi
As the festive season approaches, consider a unique experience by venturing beyond the bustling city of Nairobi. Kenya’s countryside beckons with tranquillity, picturesque landscapes, and the charm of rural living. In this article, we invite you to explore the possibilities of spending this festive season searching for a…
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The charm of Warwickshire is typified by Rose Cottage in Honington
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ok but now that poll is making me sad because like the Witch Queen and Sister Carpenter would have gotten along famously with each other. Daughter i-maimed-and-mutilated-the-millenia-old-being-of-the-dark-mountain-who-tried-to mould-me-into-his-vessel Dooley, and Mallory i-stood-at-the-banks-of-my-river-that-has-made-me-who-i-am-and-thrown-affrontations-at-my-god-because-i-am-not-his-i-was-never-his-i-will-never-be-his Glass would be actual besties if given the chance.
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So .... communities. Right. Once upon a time a guy was so personally offended by the concept of divorce that he hand-wrote my mother a letter to tell her not to divorce my father. Insane. 22 years after this, I had to teach this guy in a class. We had to co-occupy a space both in full awareness that he was the busy-body freak who tried to tell my mother not to get a divorce she absolutely needed to get (And did get! three cheers for divorce!🥳🥳🥳). And. We did co-occupy. The course went great. It was fine.
Life is long and life is weird and I still don't like that guy very much but living in a community means accepting that the guy who gets involved in other people's divorces still has something to offer the world. Or something.
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My photography, please leave credit. :)
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I hate being queer bc if two cishets of diff genders talked for 3 hours alone in a club and held hands and walked home together afterwards you'd know where it was going, and yet the best we can get is a goodbye hug and ig DM ahhhbhhh
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Oh, the rich mellow stone of a Cotswold village!
A quiet back street typifies this pristine Gloucestershire village
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Rural scene in Charmes-la-Côte, Lorraine region of eastern France
French vintage postcard
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