[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Showing posts with label Morning Walks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morning Walks. Show all posts
Friday, December 10, 2021
Thursday, December 9, 2021
Saturday, December 4, 2021
Fractals
Etichette:
Fractals,
Ice,
Mathematics,
Morning Walks,
Snow,
winter
Sunday, October 31, 2021
Friday, October 29, 2021
Tuesday, July 20, 2021
Tuesday, December 15, 2020
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
Monday, September 7, 2020
Friday, September 4, 2020
Monday, August 31, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Thursday, August 27, 2020
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