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I read something the other day about “waste your time, that’s when the good stuff happens” - and this is the very best of good stuff to procrastinate over!

Mountain Man

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M (swearing) WC: 3425

~This was a collab with @lukin08

Summary: Kristoff lives a solitary life off the grid in the wilds of Alaska.  He is a mountain man in every sense of the word.  When his supply pilot Anna is forced to stay with him and wait out a winter storm, his world is thrown completely out of balance.

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Kristoff woke well before the sun, getting an early start on all the things he needed to prepare before the winter set in and he would be unable to navigate the hundred or so miles to the closest settlement of people.

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so pretty!

Sometimes ur family is you, ur wife, ur kids, and ur family bear, and that old guy and his mule that come from the prospector town to bring goods to ur log cabin on his way through the mountains

Dark eyes open in what the adventurers thought was a tree. Now fully alert, they can easily make out the massive, spreading colossus staring down at them. It speaks to them in a deep groan that echoes through the misty forest.

"LEAVE THIS PLACE..."

The Mercenary stammers as he steps forward. "We... we didn't mean--"

"THE WAY YOU FOUND IT."

"Oh."

When Jesus went up on the mountain alone, to pray and meditate, do you think He was ever interrupted by rich Roman tourists, who, having ridden sedan chairs all the way up, stood right next to Him, and loudly told each other to "look at all the rocks"?

Cozy

I see a lot of people have said hello. I love all the beautiful pictures thank you for sharing.

#recolor #wilderness #green #trees #recolorapp #wolf

Nothing sexual about this post. Reconnecting with nature is the best way to reset, de stress and drop bad habits. Wash it all away. Rent a place in the country for a weekend or a week and leave your electronics in your vehicle. Watch the sunset and sunrise, go hiking, sit by a campfire.

Life is too short to be on alert and constantly checking your phone.

We know some great spots in Texas, Arkansas, Missouri and beyond. Tell us yours.

Winter plans?

She’s hot enough to keep us warm.

No tv or WiFi, just a stocked pantry, warm bed, possibly some toys.

Time to freeze the day.

Squirrel by Levi Robinheart [lyrics]

In the early morning gold mong the hours that kept her cold rose the honest heart Matilda rushing on through brush of old though the warning once she told there across it would unfold as the great once met the growing there Matilda met the road

The sight was neither here nor there the blanket comes to fall had every world been different would it be a sight at all?

Thought Matilda knows the ways the apes could keep her far away from her ends and from her children from those missing in her wake yes she knows the trusted cage how it sits in Packer’s place and the rolling buildings she will know  but not anticipate

Through the ragged vision lines came a flash and broken chime it was just too far a distance it was just too near a time as the condos flock on by Matilda searches with her eyes “If I can’t go with the back then with the front I will arrive”

Through the trees will harden through the winter’s pardon they won’t ask questions all the while though the fear will live and although they take and give it there is no hatred in the corrugated wild

Holiday is sore again, he’s s’posed to show at four came to build a presentation, little leaflets on the board He was flown by twenty floors, takin’ cracks that open doors, hopin’ Jesse there would ask him out and leave him wanting more

And Olive is his niece who wants to feel the bitter peace that invaded one Matilda on the road outside Caprice And her folks will make her crease while she’s learning legalese this machine is vending choc’late so she takes a bitter piece

In the modern garden the taller apes are guardin’ what you wouldn’t risk a mile All they know is love and thinkin’ worlds above when there is no wonder in the unsophistic wild

She troubled not to cry too much for Sellister zoolye as the keeper of her young, they couldn’t bear to know the sight Since the day has gone awry, she kissed ‘em all their heads goodbye and she traced her scent away to save the busy for the night

She promised not to die alone she means some other time after all of thousand colors she has yet to let outside Now she must avenge her life ‘fore dear Sellister arrives and she’ll drink up her water because she has to

As the rivers widen, the money rolls the tide in he keeps cuttin’ all the while A call will find a witness the young will state their business it’s gettin’ cold within the uncreated wild

Forging what the road surrenders, though she doesn’t ask for much as she’s taking in her living, she’s been giving out her blood No one calls, unless it’s urgent no one holds, none would try she’s been runnin’ for the mornin’, for the landlord soon arrives

Every once in two or three she’ll venture off into the trees, passing by the rocky billboards, searching for an old machine But all she finds are painted lines and decoration traffic signs if she could count the grass between her toes, she’d love ‘em all the time

Though her sight may widen, though her Fates are fightin’, she can’t stop it all the while But she’s got hearts to burn and a whole turntable turnin’ there is no rest from the unsophistic child

The Arctic makes a woodland break, for so it goes for all If all the young were different would there be a sound at all?

I broke my record. I lived in this forest for a month and a half. I didn't pay any money. There was only wind and nature.

And I understood this: the greatest enemy of humanity on this planet is the state, the system, and the rules.

Allah (God) created this planet for you. Not for you to sell to each other.

🦅never give up🦅

life hound 🌲🌄🦢

Such a 🐼cutie😻💗

Source- Facebook🌱🌱🌱

How does the meadow flower its bloom unfold ? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root and in that freedom bold.

Promoting these wildflowers 😍 that add charm to your home garden

Magnificent ✨🐥tail

サンコウチョウ（Japanese Paradise Flycatcher）

Hitchin a ride

“Time has a different quality in a forest, a different kind of flow. Time moves in circles, and events are linked, even if it's not obvious that they are linked. Events in a forest occur with precision in the flow of tree time, like the motions of an endless dance. (p. 12)”

― Richard Preston, The Wild Trees

It was a distinct glimpse: the dugout, four paddling savages, and the lone white man turning his back suddenly on the headquarters, on relief, on thoughts of home--perhaps; setting his face towards the depths of the wilderness, towards his empty and desolate station.

“Heart of Darkness” by Joseph Conrad 

Grasses of the Allagash.

Watership Down illustration 

From The Guardian:

In the past two decades, 10% of the earth’s wilderness has been lost due to human pressure, a mapping study by the University of Queensland has found... These pristine wild places exist in inhospitable locations: the deserts of Central Australia; the Amazon rainforest in South America; Africa; the Tibetan plateau in central Asia; and the boreal forests of Canada and Russia. They are being encroached on by logging, oil and gas exploration, mining, roads and agriculture.

HEART=BROKEN! IN SHAMBLES! IN ABSOLUTE PIECES!!

Had to put myself in time out after this one😹

Anyways……enjoy my lottielee edit

Cooking a hearty meal out in the wilderness ticks so many of my life's happy moments. 🥰🫶