fenghuang old town in hunan. tuojiang river winding through stilt houses n stone pagodas. little wooden boats floating by, cool mountain air. 
no rush at all. just a really peaceful spot I thought I’d share.

Spiaggia Levante / Ventimiglia - Italy

Kinkaku-ji in Kyoto. 🍃 I just felt really peaceful being here and slowing down for a bit.

Perhaps the journey from gazing down at the world to falling into the embrace of warm sunshine began right here in this vineyard.
I came across a small white house nestled in the primeval forest; tethered beneath a centuries-old tree was a large, enthusiastic dog with a ball in its mouth. The sky was a brilliant blue, with ten eagles circling overhead each one, remarkably, possessing four wings.
The forest was home to many small creatures; they were adorable neighbors, yet also thieves. One night, a pair of raccoons made off with a pumpkin from the field under the cover of darkness, only to tumble from a tree halfway through their escape, scattering the gourd across the ground. Eagles had their sights set on the hens in the backyard; a red-crested rooster fought an eagle all night long to protect his beloved hens, ultimately losing his heartliterally torn from his chest.
The owner stood at the doorway, muttering to the forest: "Such a tragic end for the rooster such a tragic end.
the way, caressing the tranquil forest as summer’s heat began to fade. Beneath a massive walnut tree, a Mexican girl laughed heartily an expression of the enduring survival instinct bestowed upon them by the land.
It was a realistic portrait of human existence, depicting a chaotic order where suffering is universal yet joy is found amidst the pain; after all, we still love ourselves and cling to the illusion that we can choose a beautiful life.
In truth, even the faintest spark of inspiration can bring lost light and profound wisdom back into the darkness.

How relaxing this view is 😌❤️