Sol
Sand
Ferrugem Sea,
I find myself again
The observant flâneur I be.
Eyes pry
On a buxom crowd;
Thoughts spiral away
To reside in the clouds.
Shifting, infusing,
Taking shape alluringly
Amid tutti frutti
Carnival liberty.
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Recent Posts
- Currents beneath a frozen waterfall in British Columbia slowly sculpt chunks of ice into perfect ice balls, one of winter’s rarest phenomena.
- Check out this rare Halo in Canada’s Arctic this afternoon.
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- German climate activists stood on melting blocks of ice with ropes around their necks, warning that “time is running out.”
- This historic area of London was nearly bulldozed in the 1970s
- Are We Living in Pre-Revolution France Again?
- The Moon’s origin story doesn’t add up
- Overnight time-lapse photography of the earth’s rotation
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