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textless · 6 months
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Lappet-faced vultures, the largest vultures in Africa, have a wingspan of up to nine feet.
Masai Mara, Kenya, July 2023.
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theroadtofairyland · 7 months
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Wandering
Watercolor and Glitter On Black Cotton Paper
2023, 22" x 30"
Mimosa, Wattle, Acacia retinodes
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jillraggett · 14 days
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Plant of the Day
Saturday 6 April 2024
Covered in fragrant flowers is the relatively small and slow-growing tree Acacia rubida (red-stem wattle). This is an ideal tree for a warm sheltered garden where space is limited.
Jill Raggett
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ayamebird · 5 months
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アカシア、この飾り方が素敵でお持ち帰りしました
家でも元気に咲いてくれてます いい香り
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the-cricket-chirps · 2 months
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Vincent van Gogh, Blossoming Acacia Branches, 1890
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transcendence-au · 3 months
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yeetbean · 1 year
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people who hate on acacia wood just never build with warm colors i fucking guess. shes beautiful. show stopping. leave her alone. you just hate her bc shes different
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yarasa2k · 5 months
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euphorictruths · 1 year
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Valley Of The Acacia- Jonathan Solter & Blake Foster
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hathorneheiress · 1 month
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Unexpected embrace
Grayson stared straight ahead as he watched the sun set. The warm Arizonia breeze rustled through his light blond hair.
He had been invited by Gigi, his half sister, for dinner. At first, he refused the invitation. Her older twin sister, Savannah, probably didn't want to see him. And their mother, Acacia, well.. she had been nicer than he deserved. Especially since he was the result of her husband, his father, affair. But after much texting back and forth with pictures of cats and threats to have them attack him, he gave in.  
Gigi had a way of getting to him, and he wasn't sure if that was a bad thing. She made him feel things that he hadn't felt in a long time. And the more he thought about it, the more excited he felt to see her.
Dinner was just the 4 of them. None of his brothers. Not Duncan, Savannah's horrible boyfriend. It was quiet, but nice. Gigi had certainly had caffeine, so she did most of the talking. Which was fine by Grayson. He secretly enjoyed listening to her though he couldn't explain why. 
After the scrumptious meal of steak, baked potatoes, green beans, and buttery biscuits, Gigi and Savannah disappeared to do who knows what leaving Grayson alone with Acacia.
"Want to join me on the patio?" She invited him.
"Sure."
And that is how Grayson found himself silently admiring the beautiful sunset. It was perfect for a picture, something Grayson loved doing: taking pictures. And if Acacia wasn't right there, he might consider it.
"I'm glad you came." Acacia broke through his thoughts. "It meant a lot to Gigi. And if it's worth anything, it means a lot to me too."
He tried not to think about what that could mean for him and failed. He had wanted a mother almost as badly as he had wanted a real father when he was younger. Skye was by no means what people would call a mother. He thought she deserved that title. Acacia, on the other hand, did.
"Thanks for persuading her to keep reaching out. She told me you did." he clarified when she gave him a look.
"You're good for her. Savannah and her... well let's just say they aren't as close as they used to be and Gigi has been awful lonely of late. You seem to have filled the void she needed."
"I think I can say the same for me." Grayson quietly admitted. Gigi was that one light spot in his quiet, lonely sort of life. Yes, he had his brothers and Avery but when he was with Gigi it was different. She didn't pick on him (Or not as much) for how stern and strict he was. She gladly and readily accepted him for who he was. Faults and all. When he was with her, he actually felt like an older brother, and not a thirty-year-old trapped in a teenager's body.
Before Grayson could keep thinking something unexpected happened: He found himself being pulled into a hug. Alert bells and warning signs instantly flared up inside him. This was foreign and unheard to him. He was never properly hugged like ever. He tensed, not sure if he should push Acacia away or just sit through the discomfort. 
But as he sat there, enveloped in her loving grasp, something arose from the pits of his stomach: an emotion. A feeling of like someone actually cared and loved him.
So instead of fighting it, he did the opposite. He let his body relax. Let himself feel the loved being given. Pretend for that one blissful moment that he wasn't Grayson Hawthorne: grandson of billionaire Tobias and this supposed to be perfect person. But just a son enjoying a hug from his mother.
He could get used to this.
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textless · 6 months
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Mimosa (Cootamundra wattle) on March 8th
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ruthbancroftgarden · 2 months
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Acacia vestita
Australia has a great many species of Acacia, including both shrubs and trees. Acacia vestita is on the fence, since it can either be a bush or a small tree. It has interesting leaves that are wide at the base, but narrow abruptly to a pointed tip. Like many other species in its genus, it has masses of yellow flowers in late winter. Though not from a winter-rainfall area, it is drought-tolerant and adapts well to cultivation in California. From New South Wales, on the eastern side of Australia.
-Brian
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fishy--friend · 1 month
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Here take some lore for the next chapter
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seawing-vibes · 10 months
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Finally finished up some oc basefills!! These are surprisingly hard pfh, but fun !! In order this is Noctilu, Acacia, and General Hail! The latter two are v old ocs of mine that have been redesigned <3
Okay heres some bonus stuff!! I really liked how some of the lineart was done so here is the raw lineart for anyone interested + a speedpaint (?) of General Hail’s design process ! These guys were really fun to work on despite it taking me so long for no good reason ,,, heres some design notes on them all <3
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Noctilu has a Lancier attached to the leather holster as he is the main fisher aboard the pirate ship he is part of
Noct’s line-wing patterns arent always visible, but some nightwing seers claim that the lines help them trace future timelines. Since Noct is a Nightwing Hybrid he wonders if those claims hold any truth
Acacia is a botanist out of the Scorpion Den ! Her bag is filled with journals, loose note paper, and writing supplies.
General Hail was hard as fuck to design guh . He is purple because I want him to be <3
Although he was part of the War of Sandwing Succession, he was born without his back leg and has had a prosthetic forever! Plus he was a very skilled fighter so most of his scars were inflicted by those he let harm him for whatever reason he had in the moment
Astrolabe I gave up on trying to redesign I’m so sorry bud. Hes Married to Noctilu (they have matching earring) and is the ships cartographer / navigator, so his quiver is actually filled with maps and scrolls. He keeps his actual astrolabe and sextant in his bags.
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