Lighthouses in all their windswept beauty and grandeur

The lighthouse was a wide sphere of white, solitary and strong

 against the elements. Perhaps it was worn and a bit weather-beaten

 in places, but it held a simple power that remained timeless and real. 

It seemed a good place to shelter from any storm.

All the Possibilities

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From California to New Zealand via England, the world's most Instagrammable lighthouses in all their windswept beauty and grandeur

•  Though they no longer need a keeper on-site, many lighthouses are still in use as navigational aids
•  Some have been turned into museums and even boutique hotels with hard-to-beat views
•  The USA is home to more lighthouses than any other country and here we present some of the most striking

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And the way the lighthouse stood there, solid,

indomitable. The whitewash was faded here and 

there, the concrete blocks pockmarked

with time and salt spray. That only added to

 the humanity of it. Man’s strike for safety

against the mercurial sea.

There would have been times the sea

 would have won, Gennie mused. 

Because man was fallible. 

There would have been times the 

lighthouse would have won. 

Because man was tenacious. 

Pitted together they spoke of harmony, 

perseverance, sweat, and strength.

One Man's Art

Artist Surprises Girlfriend

 He tapped one of the sketches. 
"Thats her. Thats you, Cilla. Just the way I see you."


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Artist Surprises Girlfriend with Illustrations of Them Together in 10 Different Cartoon Styles

Minnesota-based character artist and graphic designer Kells O'Hickey decided to use his drawing skills to make a creative gift for his girlfriend, Lindsay. His illustrations depict portraits of the couple in the style of 10 of their favorite cartoons. From Disney to anime, the thoughtful drawings showcase the talented artist’s diverse drawing skills.

MY MODERN MET

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She took the paper back from him and stuck it in her pocket. It was something she intended to keep forever. 

“You’ve used me rather lavishly in your work recently.” 

She had to tilt back her head in order to keep her eyes level with his. Grant thought she looked more regal than ever. If she turned her thumb down, she could throw him to the lions.  

“Didn’t it occur to you to ask permission first?”

“Artist’s privilege.”

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Women like men's hands

With a slight frown she skimmed her gaze over the tabletop until it rested on his hands.
Good God, she thought with a jolt, they were beautiful. The wrists were narrow, giving a
sense not of weakness but of graceful strength and capability. The backs of his hands were
deeply tanned and unmarred, long and lean, as were his fingers. The nails were short and
straight. Masculine was her first thought, then delicate came quickly on the tail of it.
Gennie could picture the hands holding a flute just as easily as she could see them
wielding a saber.
For a moment she forgot the rest of him in her fascination with his hands, and her reaction
to them. She felt the stir but didn’t suppress it. She was certain any woman who saw those
romantic, exquisite hands would automatically wonder just what they would feel like on
her skin. Impatient hands, clever. They were the kind that could either rip the clothes off a
woman or gently undress her before she had any idea what was happening.
When a thrill Gennie recognized as anticipation sprinted up her spine, she caught herself.
What was she thinking of!


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By Dante Gabriel Rossetti - 

http://www.birminghammuseums.org.uk/bmag/whats-on/print-room-visit-pre-raphaelite-drawings – 

image, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=44753479

Women across the Twitterverse are drooling over a male body part that is not what you might expect. In a viral Twitter thread called “For females that like hands,” men are posting photos of their hands, giving women something “safe for work” to admire and appreciate.

YAHOO!



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He must do something physical with his

hands, she thought fleetingly. His weren't the palms of a paper-pusher. The edge in her

voice was calculated to combat the attraction and the vulnerability that went with it.

All the Possibilities

(The MacGregor's)