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Laine Thompson
@marlinhoister.bsky.social
The sailor cannot see the North but knows the needle can.
Full time carer for someone with LongCovid. Mostly photographs and thoughts connected to my immediate landscape in the ever decreasing circles of my life.
Pinned
Don't let me drown...
“The day ends.
The night falls.
And in between…
there is the blue hour.”
December 9, 2025 at 3:08 PM
It is still raining.

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December 9, 2025 at 2:59 PM
“Many go fishing all their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.” Henry David Thoreau
Just discovered the lovely little pop-up works of Lucas Lopez.
December 9, 2025 at 9:31 AM
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‘I’m a prisoner of hope’: Olafur Eliasson on using art to bring us together to save the world

www.theguardian.com/artanddesign...
‘I’m a prisoner of hope’: Olafur Eliasson on using art to bring us together to save the world
Inside Presence, the Icelandic-Danish artist’s epic new show in Brisbane, what you see changes based on where you stand or how you look – crucial when it comes to tackling the climate crisis
www.theguardian.com
December 9, 2025 at 8:12 AM
Good morning 🌅

(…if you like a deluge)
December 9, 2025 at 8:25 AM
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Wind-blown sand
(Seaton Carew, Hartlepool, UK earlier today)
December 8, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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142 autumns ago, a paper in the nation's capital reported that "an Iowa woman has spent seven years embroidering the solar system on a quilt." Ellen Harding Baker used her stunning quilt to teach astronomy in an era when women could not attend college www.themarginalian.org/2018/12/06/e...
Cosmic Threads: A Solar System Quilt from 1876
A serenade to the universe in wool and silk.
www.themarginalian.org
December 8, 2025 at 10:16 PM
Just a visit to Tennessee.
I’ll never get there but…
December 8, 2025 at 11:53 AM
Martin Parr, photographer acclaimed for observations of British life, dies aged 73
Viewed with an eye on my own Winter years and sense of immortality fading.
His ‘Last Resort’ photos were unflattering but unflinching and there are echoes in today’s coastal views.
www.theguardian.com/artanddesign...
December 8, 2025 at 11:46 AM
This looks wonderful. Would love to enjoy the whole performance.

“What lessons do stories of flooding from England’s east coast contain for these coastal communities today?”Using the power of the arts&humanities to engage coastal communities with rising risks of flooding.

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From Noah to Now
YouTube video by University of Hull - Research and Enterprise
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December 8, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Part of Climate Storytelling, a series exploring how arts and science can join forces to spark understanding, hope and action.
December 8, 2025 at 10:17 AM
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An A5 watercolour study of the evening sky a few weeks ago, minutes before the snow arrived. (With added geese, though I saw those earlier in the day).
🪶
#artAdventCalendar
December 8, 2025 at 8:36 AM
Time and tide and buttered eggs…

Here, time is weightless,
suspended in the dawn,
and the world feels both endless
and impossibly small.
The air tastes of absence,
of stories left untold,
of footsteps that never return.
December 8, 2025 at 9:05 AM
If you want to enjoy a few moments of ordinary but not ordinary observations of life here on the coast, full of noticing, memories, photos and drawings, and mentions of beach companionship developed slowly over time then join Beach Buoy @12bbytheseaside.bsky.social on his daily outings.
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
THINKING ABOUT A SHELTER UP AT THE STACK.
18 NOVEMBER 2025.
SEATON SANDS
HARTLEPOOL.
December 8, 2025 at 9:02 AM
Good morning 🌅
December 8, 2025 at 6:58 AM
December 1872 the Mary Celeste was found drifting & abandoned. Conan Doyle was one of the first to publish a version of events drawing on fact but included errors since added to the myth. Fascinated as a child first encountering the story in The Beezer.

www.arthur-conan-doyle.com/index.php?ti...
December 7, 2025 at 2:54 PM
These dark, wet mornings, remind me of December schooldays. High ceilings, lidded desks, inkwells. Making Chinese lanterns and paper chains. Mine were never as exotic as these…
December 7, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Lots of footprints in the sand. Yet the beach is empty. Am wondering how much longer the pier can endure. It was due for demolition in 2023 and the wood was to be salvaged. Didn’t happen. But time and tide are taking toll.
December 7, 2025 at 11:18 AM
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Cornish artist Kirsty Elson creates art with driftwood and other found material #WomensArt
#December7th #ArtAdvent 🎄
December 7, 2025 at 5:53 AM
Good morning 🌅
December 7, 2025 at 7:03 AM
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'Cley windmill in winter', machine and hand embroidery by UK textile artist Rachel Wright #WomensArt
December 6, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Sky bright, air damp with showers. Bones cold. Time to return home to warm through and sip “tea and oranges”.

I peeled my orange
That was so bright against
The gray of December
That, from some distance,
Someone might have thought
I was making a fire in my hands.
– Gary Soto, “Oranges”
December 6, 2025 at 2:56 PM
Yes. Me too…
December 6, 2025 at 10:13 AM
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#Day6

The day builds with mythic light
And the whispered scent of rain.
Six swans leave their echo
Of wing-song on the air.
The bleat of a sheep
Caught tight among the briar.
The golden rain haze
In the west
Draws closer.

#DailyNature #naturewriting #naturepoetry
December 6, 2025 at 9:14 AM
Moonshine and magic.

I seem to recall a primary school reading book of that name. Silver books and Gold books. Part of Through the Rainbow reading series.
December 6, 2025 at 10:03 AM