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Cherry Carry
@cherrycarry #338874
You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
- C. S. Lewis
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Sometimes the night gets especially quiet. Not the kind of quiet that scares you, but the kind that keeps you safe. We drove to a place where we could see no boundaries, only black sky and the whisper of the waves, as if they were the breath of the world. In that darkness was everything: goodbye, presence, infinity. The sea accepted what was most important. It didn't ask questions. It just opened, calmly, like a palm in which to place the most precious thing.
spring whispers its farewell as the cherry blossoms begin to drift away. a fleeting beauty, here just long enough to remind us how to let go gracefully
📸 captured this morning in the quiet light
📸 captured this morning in the quiet light
Let's stock up on nuts and go feed the squirrels in the park! I love that my city is so green. This forest is right in the center of town
Do you feed the animals?
Do you feed the animals?
In my town, we take great care of the trees. This tree inside began to crumble. Inside, it was reinforced with beams and decorated with such a bear. It is now a landmark in the park
We are already in full swing getting ready for the summer season. The beach looks like a postcard today:
→ Snow-white umbrellas are like mushrooms after rain, but instead of rain there is sunshine and delight
→ Loungers in rows, as if waiting for their star hour (and your appearance)
→ The wind plays with the waves and whispers something about "all problems are not from here".
We're already here - between the sea salt on our lips and the feeling that time has decided to rest
Where's your perfect escape from reality?
→ Snow-white umbrellas are like mushrooms after rain, but instead of rain there is sunshine and delight
→ Loungers in rows, as if waiting for their star hour (and your appearance)
→ The wind plays with the waves and whispers something about "all problems are not from here".
We're already here - between the sea salt on our lips and the feeling that time has decided to rest
Where's your perfect escape from reality?
The movie is based on true events, the story of a father finding out about his son's addiction to methamphetamine.
David Sheff was caught off guard when he learned of his favorite son Nick's addiction. "I didn't think my son could become an addict, but he did." In trying to save his "beautiful boy," Carell's character takes his own journey into a world of hopelessness and belated realization. Upon discovering Nick's diary, he sees the following lines:
"What's the problem with one painkiller pill? The problem is that months later you don't remember why you quit."
"After the first time, life becomes colorful, no longer black and white, so I lie."
David Sheff was caught off guard when he learned of his favorite son Nick's addiction. "I didn't think my son could become an addict, but he did." In trying to save his "beautiful boy," Carell's character takes his own journey into a world of hopelessness and belated realization. Upon discovering Nick's diary, he sees the following lines:
"What's the problem with one painkiller pill? The problem is that months later you don't remember why you quit."
"After the first time, life becomes colorful, no longer black and white, so I lie."
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Iryna 💫
@3irka.eth·09:04 29/04/2025
🎞️ Movie of the day:
▪️What was the last movie you watched?
▪️Which is your all-time favorite?
Share your impressions and add movie stills or photos from your trip to the cinema 🍿
▪️What was the last movie you watched?
▪️Which is your all-time favorite?
Share your impressions and add movie stills or photos from your trip to the cinema 🍿
In the heart of the city is an explosion of tenderness. A tree strewn with pink flowers, as if whispering: "See how easy it is to be beautiful even among concrete."
That moment when:
→ The air smells of spring, not exhausts
→ Petals swirl like confetti, celebrating life
→ Even tired city dwellers slow down their steps
I love spring so much for these little revolutions - when nature reminds us that her laws are stronger than any development plans
Where have you noticed spring today?
That moment when:
→ The air smells of spring, not exhausts
→ Petals swirl like confetti, celebrating life
→ Even tired city dwellers slow down their steps
I love spring so much for these little revolutions - when nature reminds us that her laws are stronger than any development plans
Where have you noticed spring today?
I feel like there's no need to fold.
My cat totally captures my mood after an active weekend 😼
My cat totally captures my mood after an active weekend 😼
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Inga
@girl-ua·09:38 21/04/2025
✍🏻Topic of the day:
How I start this week.
Monday is like a blank page.
✔️ Instead of "plans" and "goals", just share your feelings.
With what mood, thought, state are you entering this new cycle?
🔳 You can share one word, a photo, a phrase, music, a meme, or just a vibe.
How I start this week.
Monday is like a blank page.
✔️ Instead of "plans" and "goals", just share your feelings.
With what mood, thought, state are you entering this new cycle?
🔳 You can share one word, a photo, a phrase, music, a meme, or just a vibe.
A foreign city at night. Neon brushstrokes on skyscraper canvases. The 44th floor hums with live music and clinking glasses — a symphony of transience
On the railing: an ashtray of cigarette butts
Ash — the ghost of moments you can’t reclaim
City lights — pulsating with promises of a thousand more nights like this
And in between? Me. Suspended where ephemeral meets eternal
On the railing: an ashtray of cigarette butts
Ash — the ghost of moments you can’t reclaim
City lights — pulsating with promises of a thousand more nights like this
And in between? Me. Suspended where ephemeral meets eternal
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Inga
@girl-ua·09:04 16/04/2025
📸 Photo of the day:
Beauty is in the little things.
Sometimes the greatest beauty is in the smallest details.
In the light that falls on the table. In a cup of coffee. In a quiet moment for yourself.
Share your photos where you saw beauty in the details💫
Beauty is in the little things.
Sometimes the greatest beauty is in the smallest details.
In the light that falls on the table. In a cup of coffee. In a quiet moment for yourself.
Share your photos where you saw beauty in the details💫
Sunset over the sea. Sand still warm from the sun, water turned to liquid gold—as if the horizon itself is melting
A lilac branch at the shore’s edge. Its purple blooms are nature’s postscript to the day, where earth and sky exchange perfumes
A heartbeat separates them. Yet here’s the magic: eternity and ephemeral, side by side
A lilac branch at the shore’s edge. Its purple blooms are nature’s postscript to the day, where earth and sky exchange perfumes
A heartbeat separates them. Yet here’s the magic: eternity and ephemeral, side by side
🌸 Happy Floral Friday! 🌸
Today’s gift from nature: a delicate branch of blush-pink blooms, soft as a spring sunrise. Each petal feels like a whispered promise—that even the smallest beauty can light up an ordinary day.
Wishing you a moment as sweet as these flowers. May your weekend bloom with joy!
What’s your favorite flower today?
Today’s gift from nature: a delicate branch of blush-pink blooms, soft as a spring sunrise. Each petal feels like a whispered promise—that even the smallest beauty can light up an ordinary day.
Wishing you a moment as sweet as these flowers. May your weekend bloom with joy!
What’s your favorite flower today?
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Samaneh🎩🔵
@samaneh8993·09:00 11/04/2025
This paint was made from mummies. Real mummies. And it was called mummy brown. It is written that for its manufacture they mixed crushed remains of mummies with resin and got a universal brown shade. Good thing it wasn't the best quality, and there wasn't an endless supply of mummies, so the last such tube was produced in 1964.
Ironically, the Victorians collected mummies as curiosities, but it was considered sacrilege to *process* them. And Burne-Jones' gesture was the first act of ethical redemption in art.
Would you use paint from human remains?
Ironically, the Victorians collected mummies as curiosities, but it was considered sacrilege to *process* them. And Burne-Jones' gesture was the first act of ethical redemption in art.
Would you use paint from human remains?
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Cherry Carry
@cherrycarry·12:48 08/04/2025
Behold two works by Pre-Raphaelite Edward Burne-Jones. Admire the exquisite brown hues...
Until one day, the horrified artist:
- Dug a grave in his garden
- Buried the paint tube with full ceremony
- Planted flowers as a memorial
What dark secret did he discover? Why ban this color forever?
Take your guesses! The shocking truth tomorrow.
P.S.: And the flowers on the grave are painted... they are marigolds, a symbol of the transience of life in the Victorian language of flowers!
Until one day, the horrified artist:
- Dug a grave in his garden
- Buried the paint tube with full ceremony
- Planted flowers as a memorial
What dark secret did he discover? Why ban this color forever?
Take your guesses! The shocking truth tomorrow.
P.S.: And the flowers on the grave are painted... they are marigolds, a symbol of the transience of life in the Victorian language of flowers!
Behold two works by Pre-Raphaelite Edward Burne-Jones. Admire the exquisite brown hues...
Until one day, the horrified artist:
- Dug a grave in his garden
- Buried the paint tube with full ceremony
- Planted flowers as a memorial
What dark secret did he discover? Why ban this color forever?
Take your guesses! The shocking truth tomorrow.
P.S.: And the flowers on the grave are painted... they are marigolds, a symbol of the transience of life in the Victorian language of flowers!
Until one day, the horrified artist:
- Dug a grave in his garden
- Buried the paint tube with full ceremony
- Planted flowers as a memorial
What dark secret did he discover? Why ban this color forever?
Take your guesses! The shocking truth tomorrow.
P.S.: And the flowers on the grave are painted... they are marigolds, a symbol of the transience of life in the Victorian language of flowers!
A ghost of childhood summers when:
- We hid under lilac branches, counting petals
- Raindrops clung to the blooms like liquid sugar
- Mom’s laughter tangled with the buzzing bees
Now there’s a bank where the alley stood. Concrete smells of nothing.
But when spring comes heavy with lilacs, I close my eyes—and for a breath, I’m small again. The world is just that shade of purple, and she’s still here 💜
- We hid under lilac branches, counting petals
- Raindrops clung to the blooms like liquid sugar
- Mom’s laughter tangled with the buzzing bees
Now there’s a bank where the alley stood. Concrete smells of nothing.
But when spring comes heavy with lilacs, I close my eyes—and for a breath, I’m small again. The world is just that shade of purple, and she’s still here 💜
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Inga
@girl-ua·09:39 06/04/2025
Topic of the day:
Your favorite scent that brings back memories🪄
The aroma of coffee, perfume, the forest or the pages of a book - what brings you back to a pleasant moment and warms your heart?
Let today be filled with pleasant feelings and little moments of nostalgia 🤍
Your favorite scent that brings back memories🪄
The aroma of coffee, perfume, the forest or the pages of a book - what brings you back to a pleasant moment and warms your heart?
Let today be filled with pleasant feelings and little moments of nostalgia 🤍
Happy Foggy Friday!
Fog teaches us patience: even the closest things reveal themselves only when they’re ready
Fog teaches us patience: even the closest things reveal themselves only when they’re ready
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JC
@jonathancolton·12:48 04/04/2025
Happy Foggy Friday! Drop your favorite foggy, flowing, or floral images in the timeline, and let's celebrate the beginning of the weekend!
🌸 Sakura vs. BTC 🪙 : haiku about volatility and beauty
Market cycles
🌸 blooms for 10 days - and immediately drains all petals
🪙 can both halving and dump 50% in 10 days
Hodlers vs. Enjoying the moment
🌸 Japanese people drop everything to make it to hanami (picnic under flowers)
🪙 traders drop everything to make it to the pamp
Fundamental value
🌸 Useless in the farm, but the whole country is high.
🪙 "But what's the point?" - grandmothers ask as BTC beats ATH
The poetry of loss
🌸 "Monno no Avare" (the sad charm of transience)
🪙 "I was just testing a strategy" (after liquidating a position).
Conclusion: both phenomena are FOMO testing. Only sakura teaches letting go and crypto teaches stop-losses
Market cycles
🌸 blooms for 10 days - and immediately drains all petals
🪙 can both halving and dump 50% in 10 days
Hodlers vs. Enjoying the moment
🌸 Japanese people drop everything to make it to hanami (picnic under flowers)
🪙 traders drop everything to make it to the pamp
Fundamental value
🌸 Useless in the farm, but the whole country is high.
🪙 "But what's the point?" - grandmothers ask as BTC beats ATH
The poetry of loss
🌸 "Monno no Avare" (the sad charm of transience)
🪙 "I was just testing a strategy" (after liquidating a position).
Conclusion: both phenomena are FOMO testing. Only sakura teaches letting go and crypto teaches stop-losses
Nature is the ultimate artist, and this white magnolia is proof. Its porcelain-like petals remind us of the quiet perfection of natural beauty
Magnolias bloom among the first, as if whispering: *"Spring is already here—even if the world hasn’t noticed yet."* Their fragrance, subtle yet unforgettable, lingers like a haiku
Sharing this moment of pure serenity with you today. Enjoy!
P.S. Warpcast nature-lovers—what’s your favorite early spring bloom?
Magnolias bloom among the first, as if whispering: *"Spring is already here—even if the world hasn’t noticed yet."* Their fragrance, subtle yet unforgettable, lingers like a haiku
Sharing this moment of pure serenity with you today. Enjoy!
P.S. Warpcast nature-lovers—what’s your favorite early spring bloom?
This is our little girl's first walk 🐕 It was all new to her, real wildlife in our yard!
As time goes by, we stop learning new things, we get consumed by routine - the days are just like each other. School, work, sports
You should explore new things more often, be in new places, try new foods, new activities, meet new people
As time goes by, we stop learning new things, we get consumed by routine - the days are just like each other. School, work, sports
You should explore new things more often, be in new places, try new foods, new activities, meet new people
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Inga
@girl-ua·10:31 30/03/2025
⸻
Fauna Moment 🐾
Today I want to share a photo that captures the true magic of nature.
Fauna always surprises, inspires and calms us.
Quote on this post and show us your favorite photo of an animal that inspires you.
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Fauna Moment 🐾
Today I want to share a photo that captures the true magic of nature.
Fauna always surprises, inspires and calms us.
Quote on this post and show us your favorite photo of an animal that inspires you.
⸻
The city at night is beautiful! It reminds us that there is beauty not only in nature, but also in what people create 💜
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Inga
@girl-ua·10:01 26/03/2025
📸 Photo of the day:
Purple🟣
Share photos where purple dominates: objects, flowers, images, or just something that evokes emotions! Let's fill the feed with the magic of this color together.
Purple🟣
Share photos where purple dominates: objects, flowers, images, or just something that evokes emotions! Let's fill the feed with the magic of this color together.
There’s something magical about cherry blossoms—how they paint the world in soft pink for just a moment, then let go without hesitation.
My photo captures one of those fragile, perfect clusters: petals like crumpled silk, edges glowing in the light. Scientists say their brief bloom is a survival strategy. I think it’s poetry.
The sakura reminds us: the most precious things are often the most transient.
P.S. Fam — what’s your favorite spring bloom?
My photo captures one of those fragile, perfect clusters: petals like crumpled silk, edges glowing in the light. Scientists say their brief bloom is a survival strategy. I think it’s poetry.
The sakura reminds us: the most precious things are often the most transient.
P.S. Fam — what’s your favorite spring bloom?
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JC
@jonathancolton·16:07 25/03/2025
Happy Tree Tuesday, friends! We're just weeks away from cherry blossom season. Share some beautiful trees in the timeline!
Today our city looks like Silent Hill because of the thick fog. But I have a couple of pictures from the sea that I took last weekend for your beautiful eyes 🌊
Because of the violent shaking, I couldn't take selfies. But the photographer captured the moment. It was the first time I saw the vast desert, that's why I'm smiling so big
Friends have a great weekend and new impressions 🫶
Friends have a great weekend and new impressions 🫶
When you look at a photo of the bay in Dubai, it's hard to believe that this city has grown up in the middle of endless sands. People didn't just build skyscrapers and roads here - they created a world where desert meets sea and modernity meets tradition.
It's a reminder that even in the most difficult circumstances, you can create something beautiful. And every time I look at this bay, I marvel at how people have turned a dream into reality.
These are the first photos I took of this amazing city 🏙️
It's a reminder that even in the most difficult circumstances, you can create something beautiful. And every time I look at this bay, I marvel at how people have turned a dream into reality.
These are the first photos I took of this amazing city 🏙️
The yellow of the desert is more than just a color. It's a feeling of freedom, warmth, and infinity that stays with you even after you leave the place
We recently went on a jeep ride in the desert. It's a living photograph
We recently went on a jeep ride in the desert. It's a living photograph
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Inga
@girl-ua·10:28 17/03/2025
Photo of the day:
Yellow color 💛
Share photos of yellow objects.
Yellow color 💛
Share photos of yellow objects.
It's been a while since I've had news from the crypto world on my page. I stand corrected...
A federal court in Texas has issued a judgment in absentia against Bancor DAO.
The decision was the result of the defendant's failure to appear for a subpoena posted in January 2024 on the forum of the decentralized autonomous organization.
The court sided with the plaintiffs, who filed a class action lawsuit in May 2023. They accused Bancor of defrauding investors, claiming that the protocol concealed liquidity problems that arose in 2022 and also provided false information about the effectiveness of an impermanent loss protection (ILP) mechanism.
According to the lawsuit, the Bancor token (BNT) was an unregistered security and the Bancor DAO itself was an unincorporated general partnership between vBNT token holders.
A federal court in Texas has issued a judgment in absentia against Bancor DAO.
The decision was the result of the defendant's failure to appear for a subpoena posted in January 2024 on the forum of the decentralized autonomous organization.
The court sided with the plaintiffs, who filed a class action lawsuit in May 2023. They accused Bancor of defrauding investors, claiming that the protocol concealed liquidity problems that arose in 2022 and also provided false information about the effectiveness of an impermanent loss protection (ILP) mechanism.
According to the lawsuit, the Bancor token (BNT) was an unregistered security and the Bancor DAO itself was an unincorporated general partnership between vBNT token holders.
One of the most memorable moments at Babiole restaurant in Dubai was the dessert we were served at the end of dinner. It was a chocolate brownie with vanilla ice cream, garnished with a thin slice of dried orange. The combination of the warm, rich chocolate flavor of the brownie and the soft, melt-in-your-mouth vanilla ice cream was just perfect. And the slight sourness of dried orange added sophistication to the dessert and completed the composition.
I especially liked this dessert, because I adore chocolate and ice cream. But here they were combined in such a way that every bite became a small celebration. It was not just a sweet dish, but a real symphony of flavors, which left a pleasant aftertaste and a desire to return to this restaurant again.
I especially liked this dessert, because I adore chocolate and ice cream. But here they were combined in such a way that every bite became a small celebration. It was not just a sweet dish, but a real symphony of flavors, which left a pleasant aftertaste and a desire to return to this restaurant again.
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Inga
@girl-ua·10:07 10/03/2025
Photo of the day:
Sweets🧁
Today is the day of the Croissants, so let's take photos of sweets, candies and cakes.
Sweets🧁
Today is the day of the Croissants, so let's take photos of sweets, candies and cakes.
We all have a dream that warms the soul and makes the heart beat more often. My longtime dream was to go to a stock car race. And you know what? It didn't just come true - it was 200% fulfilled!
From the very beginning, it was like a movie. I scoured the entire garage, watching the racers get ready to go out. Every sound, every smell of gasoline and oil added adrenaline. I now have a picture with our racer and his powerful car - a moment that is now stored in my memory and in photos. And when the cars took to the track, I found myself there too, next to the racers, feeling part of this exciting world.
But the most incredible thing happened during the race. Our racer, as he passed our group, made a lunge for the line and winked his headlights! My phone almost fell out of my hands - I thought there was something wrong with the car at first, but it turned out to be his way of saying hello to us. Such a small but memorable gesture!
From the very beginning, it was like a movie. I scoured the entire garage, watching the racers get ready to go out. Every sound, every smell of gasoline and oil added adrenaline. I now have a picture with our racer and his powerful car - a moment that is now stored in my memory and in photos. And when the cars took to the track, I found myself there too, next to the racers, feeling part of this exciting world.
But the most incredible thing happened during the race. Our racer, as he passed our group, made a lunge for the line and winked his headlights! My phone almost fell out of my hands - I thought there was something wrong with the car at first, but it turned out to be his way of saying hello to us. Such a small but memorable gesture!
📍 Dubai
The team of an IT company scattered in different corners of the world finally met in Dubai, a city that has become terra incognita for everyone. We, who were used to communicating through monitor screens, saw each other in person for the first time: smiles, hugs, laughter that sounded louder than in Zoom. Dubai greeted us with hot sun and the glitter of skyscrapers, as if emphasizing that this was going to be an unforgettable adventure.
At night we went to the bay. The water was warm and the sky was as starry as any of us had seen in a long time.
Dubai became for us not just a point on the map, but a place where the virtual team became real. And each of us took away with us not only photos, but also the confidence that together we can do anything - even conquer deserts, or write code.
The team of an IT company scattered in different corners of the world finally met in Dubai, a city that has become terra incognita for everyone. We, who were used to communicating through monitor screens, saw each other in person for the first time: smiles, hugs, laughter that sounded louder than in Zoom. Dubai greeted us with hot sun and the glitter of skyscrapers, as if emphasizing that this was going to be an unforgettable adventure.
At night we went to the bay. The water was warm and the sky was as starry as any of us had seen in a long time.
Dubai became for us not just a point on the map, but a place where the virtual team became real. And each of us took away with us not only photos, but also the confidence that together we can do anything - even conquer deserts, or write code.
My favorite bank sent a gift of an instant print camera. It also included a pear made of wood and stickers.
But the most interesting thing is that the filling for the gift wrapping is made of eco-materials. It will easily disappear if you dissolve it in warm water and rinse off the fibers.
As the bank wrote - it will be magical for both you and nature.
It's great that such big brands are starting to think about the environment. The journey starts with a small step, even for a big company 🌱
But the most interesting thing is that the filling for the gift wrapping is made of eco-materials. It will easily disappear if you dissolve it in warm water and rinse off the fibers.
As the bank wrote - it will be magical for both you and nature.
It's great that such big brands are starting to think about the environment. The journey starts with a small step, even for a big company 🌱
Among the sand dunes and pine smells, there is a forest that seems to have stepped off the pages of a fairy tale. The trees here do not grow, but dance. Their trunks bend in bizarre spirals, loops and waves, as if frozen in the middle of some ancient ritual. It seems as if they are about to come to life and continue their dance to the whisper of the wind.
No one knows exactly why the forest is like this. Some say it is the work of invisible spirits, others say that special winds or mysterious forces of the earth are to blame. But when you look at these trees, you want to believe that they simply decided to live by their own rules, breaking all the laws of nature.
No one knows exactly why the forest is like this. Some say it is the work of invisible spirits, others say that special winds or mysterious forces of the earth are to blame. But when you look at these trees, you want to believe that they simply decided to live by their own rules, breaking all the laws of nature.
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JC
@jonathancolton·15:40 04/03/2025
The sea at sunset is a magic that cannot be described in words, but can be felt. The sun, slowly sinking to the horizon, turns the sky into a canvas painted with fiery colors. Shades of gold, scarlet and purple mix to create an endless palette that is reflected in the water like a mirror.
The waves, tenderly touching the shore, seem to whisper something ancient, eternal. They pick up the sun's glare and carry them to the sandy edge, where every pebble, every shell for a moment become part of this splendor. The air is filled with warmth and light brackish freshness, and the wind, like an artist, completes the final touches, dispersing the clouds and allowing the sunset to unfold in all its glory.
The waves, tenderly touching the shore, seem to whisper something ancient, eternal. They pick up the sun's glare and carry them to the sandy edge, where every pebble, every shell for a moment become part of this splendor. The air is filled with warmth and light brackish freshness, and the wind, like an artist, completes the final touches, dispersing the clouds and allowing the sunset to unfold in all its glory.
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I went to an exhibition of contemporary artists
In the picture frozen on the glass, the green eye seems to look through time and space, mesmerizing with its depth. When you look at this eye, it seems that it sees through you and knows all your secrets 💚 💚 💚
In the picture frozen on the glass, the green eye seems to look through time and space, mesmerizing with its depth. When you look at this eye, it seems that it sees through you and knows all your secrets 💚 💚 💚
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Inga
@girl-ua·10:13 01/03/2025
📸Photo of the day:
Take a photo of any green subject💚
Take a photo of any green subject💚
The present is a present 🎁
The morning started as usual: breakfast and getting ready for training. But today my cat decided to make a change. As soon as I put my backpack on the couch, he came over, laid down on top of it, and stared at me with his blue eyes, as if to say, "No, you're staying home today. I had to gently move him aside, but the look he gave me was full of reproach.
When I got back from practice, I noticed that Tim wasn't on the couch where he'd been. Turns out he'd made himself comfortable in the bathroom, next to my sneakers, which smelled of sweat and the freshness of the street. "Offended?" - I asked, holding out my hand, but he only snorted and closed his eyes defiantly. Apparently, I'd messed up his morning nap today, and now I'd have to earn his forgiveness. Perhaps an extra treat and an evening game will help us reconcile. But for now, Tim is lying by my sneakers, reminding me that his love is not only purring and caressing, but also the fine art of feline resentment.
When I got back from practice, I noticed that Tim wasn't on the couch where he'd been. Turns out he'd made himself comfortable in the bathroom, next to my sneakers, which smelled of sweat and the freshness of the street. "Offended?" - I asked, holding out my hand, but he only snorted and closed his eyes defiantly. Apparently, I'd messed up his morning nap today, and now I'd have to earn his forgiveness. Perhaps an extra treat and an evening game will help us reconcile. But for now, Tim is lying by my sneakers, reminding me that his love is not only purring and caressing, but also the fine art of feline resentment.
Autumn
The air is filled with coolness and silence. The silhouettes of ancient buildings can be seen in the distance. Once they stood proudly above the neighborhood, testifying to the power of man. Now they stand forgotten, like ghosts of the past. Their walls are covered with graffiti, a modern language that tries to breathe new life into them, but only emphasizes their loneliness
The roofs are overgrown with grass and trees. Nature, like an invisible artist, inexorably takes its course. Tree roots break through cracks in the stone, branches reach for the sky, as if trying to erase the boundary between the creation of man and the creation of the earth
Man is gone, leaving behind a memory in stone. But nature knows no defeat. She's not in a hurry. She just is. And with each day, each year, she takes back what was once taken from her
Autumn
Leaves fall, covering the ground with a golden carpet. Abandoned buildings stand silently watching this eternal cycle. They no longer belong to man. They belong to life
The air is filled with coolness and silence. The silhouettes of ancient buildings can be seen in the distance. Once they stood proudly above the neighborhood, testifying to the power of man. Now they stand forgotten, like ghosts of the past. Their walls are covered with graffiti, a modern language that tries to breathe new life into them, but only emphasizes their loneliness
The roofs are overgrown with grass and trees. Nature, like an invisible artist, inexorably takes its course. Tree roots break through cracks in the stone, branches reach for the sky, as if trying to erase the boundary between the creation of man and the creation of the earth
Man is gone, leaving behind a memory in stone. But nature knows no defeat. She's not in a hurry. She just is. And with each day, each year, she takes back what was once taken from her
Autumn
Leaves fall, covering the ground with a golden carpet. Abandoned buildings stand silently watching this eternal cycle. They no longer belong to man. They belong to life
ITAP winter ❄️
At the edge of the world, where the sea meets the sky, there was a small town. The narrow cobblestone streets were covered with a fluffy blanket of snow, and white snowdrifts lay like hats on the roofs of gingerbread houses.
The snow fell silently, mingling with the salty spray of the waves crashing against the pier. Seagulls circled over the rooftops, their cries echoing in the frosty air.
Time flows slowly, and it seems that even the occasional passerby is frozen in this snowy world. But life goes on, even when it seems to have stopped. And perhaps that is its main secret.
At the edge of the world, where the sea meets the sky, there was a small town. The narrow cobblestone streets were covered with a fluffy blanket of snow, and white snowdrifts lay like hats on the roofs of gingerbread houses.
The snow fell silently, mingling with the salty spray of the waves crashing against the pier. Seagulls circled over the rooftops, their cries echoing in the frosty air.
Time flows slowly, and it seems that even the occasional passerby is frozen in this snowy world. But life goes on, even when it seems to have stopped. And perhaps that is its main secret.
The air, full of the scent of pine needles and the salty breath of the waves, seems to penetrate to the heart. Tall pine trees stand like silent guards. Their branches, swaying slightly, whisper something in the language of the wind, mingling with the distant sound of the surf.
The path leads to a cliff, where the forest parted to reveal the vast sea. It's gray today, with white scallops of waves, but it's no less majestic. The winter chill makes the air crystal clear, and every breath feels like it's filling you with power.
To walk here is to feel a part of something bigger. The silence of the forest and the eternal murmur of the sea are soothing, and the frosty air is invigorating.
Returning back, you feel warm inside, despite the cold around you. This warmth comes from the beauty, from the silence, from the realization that such moments are a real gift.
The path leads to a cliff, where the forest parted to reveal the vast sea. It's gray today, with white scallops of waves, but it's no less majestic. The winter chill makes the air crystal clear, and every breath feels like it's filling you with power.
To walk here is to feel a part of something bigger. The silence of the forest and the eternal murmur of the sea are soothing, and the frosty air is invigorating.
Returning back, you feel warm inside, despite the cold around you. This warmth comes from the beauty, from the silence, from the realization that such moments are a real gift.
We walked along the sea, as always. It was winter calm, as if holding its breath. Did you know that sand whistles under our feet?
In the distance, we noticed something unusual that we hadn't seen before. It was an old staircase leading to nowhere. It seemed to be part of the landscape itself, as if nature had created it. Who had built it and why?
Next to the stairs, I noticed a supply of clay. It lay in neat layers, as if someone had prepared it for some mysterious ritual.
We sat down on the sand near the stairs, looking at the horizon, where the sea met the sky. At that moment I realized that this miracle of nature was not just an accident. The stairs leading to nowhere and the supply of clay are symbols. Symbols that there is always a path in life, even if it seems meaningless, and that there is always material for creativity, even if you don't know what you will create.
In the distance, we noticed something unusual that we hadn't seen before. It was an old staircase leading to nowhere. It seemed to be part of the landscape itself, as if nature had created it. Who had built it and why?
Next to the stairs, I noticed a supply of clay. It lay in neat layers, as if someone had prepared it for some mysterious ritual.
We sat down on the sand near the stairs, looking at the horizon, where the sea met the sky. At that moment I realized that this miracle of nature was not just an accident. The stairs leading to nowhere and the supply of clay are symbols. Symbols that there is always a path in life, even if it seems meaningless, and that there is always material for creativity, even if you don't know what you will create.
Just yesterday we were walking around in fall clothes and we were hot. And today, outside the window. the city is covered in a blanket of white.
I love a real snowy winter. It's a time when you can wrap yourself in a warm blanket, take a mug of hot cocoa and watch snowflakes dancing outside the window. And winter is also a time of miracles, when even the most ordinary things become magical. For example, a snow drift can turn into a fortress, and an ice slide into a portal to another reality
And so, walking through a snow-covered park, I feel the magic of winter penetrating my heart. The snow creaks under my feet, as if whispering the secrets of the universe, and somewhere in the distance I can hear the laughter of children. And I realize that a real snowy winter is not just a season. It is a state of mind where magic, technology and nature come together to create something truly beautiful
I love a real snowy winter. It's a time when you can wrap yourself in a warm blanket, take a mug of hot cocoa and watch snowflakes dancing outside the window. And winter is also a time of miracles, when even the most ordinary things become magical. For example, a snow drift can turn into a fortress, and an ice slide into a portal to another reality
And so, walking through a snow-covered park, I feel the magic of winter penetrating my heart. The snow creaks under my feet, as if whispering the secrets of the universe, and somewhere in the distance I can hear the laughter of children. And I realize that a real snowy winter is not just a season. It is a state of mind where magic, technology and nature come together to create something truly beautiful
Have you seen the new beta version of the new protocol yet?
OS2 is positioned as a "reimagined and built completely from scratch product for collectors and professionals". The marketplace will have a 0.5% commission and a 0% exchange fee.
14 blockchains are supported, including several Ethereum-based L2s, Sony's Soneium, Bored Ape's Apechain, and the recently launched Berachain.
The developers specified that the distribution of SEA tokens will take into account "the historical activity of users on OpenSea, not just recent transactions". At the same time, users from the United States will also be able to participate.
https://x.com/opensea/status/1890039727027343640
OS2 is positioned as a "reimagined and built completely from scratch product for collectors and professionals". The marketplace will have a 0.5% commission and a 0% exchange fee.
14 blockchains are supported, including several Ethereum-based L2s, Sony's Soneium, Bored Ape's Apechain, and the recently launched Berachain.
The developers specified that the distribution of SEA tokens will take into account "the historical activity of users on OpenSea, not just recent transactions". At the same time, users from the United States will also be able to participate.
https://x.com/opensea/status/1890039727027343640
Lately I've been wanting to slow down. There are too many things going on in life. Walking in nature helps a lot. The sea, the beaches and the forest. The only thing missing is the mountains
I bought everything I wanted in the crypt, hope for good growth
I bought everything I wanted in the crypt, hope for good growth
They're not some modern thing. These are glass stuffed sea creatures made in the late 19th century.
In those years, natural history museums were just beginning to appear in the world to show people the diversity of the world around them. But this did not work with jellyfish and the like - well, they did not keep a decent appearance even in a spirit jar. Then glass came to the rescue, which was used to make a complete copy of a living creature.
Both beautiful and meaningful. Authors in the photo.
In those years, natural history museums were just beginning to appear in the world to show people the diversity of the world around them. But this did not work with jellyfish and the like - well, they did not keep a decent appearance even in a spirit jar. Then glass came to the rescue, which was used to make a complete copy of a living creature.
Both beautiful and meaningful. Authors in the photo.
we're walking by the sea again this weekend.
for the first time this winter we found something wintery.
the photo shows a river flowing into the sea.
which do you like more: the forest, the sea or the mountains?
for the first time this winter we found something wintery.
the photo shows a river flowing into the sea.
which do you like more: the forest, the sea or the mountains?
The power of design
MicroStrategy dropped Micro from its name, emphasizing its commitment to its digital gold buying strategy.
Net loss in Q4 amounted to $670.8 mln; the company will switch to new standards of accounting for digital assets
In 2025, management expects to earn $10 billion on the revaluation of the first cryptocurrency.
MicroStrategy dropped Micro from its name, emphasizing its commitment to its digital gold buying strategy.
Net loss in Q4 amounted to $670.8 mln; the company will switch to new standards of accounting for digital assets
In 2025, management expects to earn $10 billion on the revaluation of the first cryptocurrency.
Water Wednesday 🌊
I'm like a beast licking my wounds...
I'm like coffee to dissolve sorrow…
I smell of happiness, sunshine and winds...
Come, I miss you ...
(signature) S E A
I'm like a beast licking my wounds...
I'm like coffee to dissolve sorrow…
I smell of happiness, sunshine and winds...
Come, I miss you ...
(signature) S E A
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Farahnaz🎩🔵💎✨Ⓜ️
@itsfarahnaz.eth·10:46 05/02/2025
＊★ Happy Water Wednesday＊★
Bob Marley was once asked if there was a perfect woman. He replied:
Who cares about perfection?
Even the moon isn't perfect, it's full of craters.
The sea is incredibly beautiful, but it is salty and dark at depth.
The sky is endless, but often hidden by clouds.
In general, everything that is beautiful is not perfect, but special.
Therefore, every woman can be special for someone.
Stop being "perfect" and try to be free and live a life doing what you love without wanting to impress others!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79kHXp-ThPU
Who cares about perfection?
Even the moon isn't perfect, it's full of craters.
The sea is incredibly beautiful, but it is salty and dark at depth.
The sky is endless, but often hidden by clouds.
In general, everything that is beautiful is not perfect, but special.
Therefore, every woman can be special for someone.
Stop being "perfect" and try to be free and live a life doing what you love without wanting to impress others!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79kHXp-ThPU
Keith «7 Siblings» spent $111.72 million to buy 45,047 ETH at an average price of $2480.
Taiwanese entrepreneur Jeffrey Huang (Machi Big Brother) contributed 1,000 ETH ($2.85 million) to Binance just before the market crash.
Another whale wallet that had been dormant for six years moved all 77,736 ETH ($228.6 million) to Bitfinex. The previous time the assets were moved was on January 5, 2019, when ETH was trading around $153. At that time, they were valued at $11.9 million.
Another large investor opened a short position on ETH with leverage of x50, making an unrealized profit of more than $30 million.
The total daily volume of liquidations in the crypto market is $2.23 billion, of which $605 million is Ethereum.
Have you done anything with ETH?
Taiwanese entrepreneur Jeffrey Huang (Machi Big Brother) contributed 1,000 ETH ($2.85 million) to Binance just before the market crash.
Another whale wallet that had been dormant for six years moved all 77,736 ETH ($228.6 million) to Bitfinex. The previous time the assets were moved was on January 5, 2019, when ETH was trading around $153. At that time, they were valued at $11.9 million.
Another large investor opened a short position on ETH with leverage of x50, making an unrealized profit of more than $30 million.
The total daily volume of liquidations in the crypto market is $2.23 billion, of which $605 million is Ethereum.
Have you done anything with ETH?
Did you know that Anna Akhmatova had a test for new acquaintances? She used it to see who was who.
Just three questions:
1. Tea or coffee?
2. Cat or dog?
3. Pasternak or Mandelstam?
The result is simple. Those who chose tea, a dog and Pasternak are reliable people. A bit simple-minded, but optimistic and mentally healthy. Balanced and not inclined to change their minds, straightforward and honest. Those who chose coffee, a cat and Mandelstam are more refined individuals. This is a person of constant mental metamorphosis, a pessimist by nature, who tends to exaggerate and dramatize. People like that change their minds every now and then on all sorts of issues.
Who are you?
Just three questions:
1. Tea or coffee?
2. Cat or dog?
3. Pasternak or Mandelstam?
The result is simple. Those who chose tea, a dog and Pasternak are reliable people. A bit simple-minded, but optimistic and mentally healthy. Balanced and not inclined to change their minds, straightforward and honest. Those who chose coffee, a cat and Mandelstam are more refined individuals. This is a person of constant mental metamorphosis, a pessimist by nature, who tends to exaggerate and dramatize. People like that change their minds every now and then on all sorts of issues.
Who are you?
