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Home of Inner Peaceby *Malintra-Shadowmoon

Photography / Animals, Plants & Nature / Waterscapes

Every single moment of beauty heals the wounds of the soul and of the heart.
Here is a place I can find my inner rest - Trees, water, a cave: Everything I have ever been yearning for.

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~seth-ravenclaw 5 days ago Hobbyist Traditional Artist

a good place to rest and think. ^^

*Malintra-Shadowmoon 5 days ago Hobbyist General Artist

Yes, it really is

~seth-ravenclaw 5 days ago Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I hope i find a place like this too, somewhere, sometime.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon 5 days ago Hobbyist General Artist

I am sure you will. Your heart will tell you, when you have found a place

~seth-ravenclaw 5 days ago Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I'm sure of it. ^^

~silvershoelaces Nov 1, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

It's beautiful.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Nov 1, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you very much

~XxCheapShotxX Oct 11, 2012

Wow, is this man-made? It's still a lovely spot anyway

Your very lucky to live near it.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Oct 16, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It is only a little part man-made. 80% was already existing, only the two towering rocks above the waterfall were planted there later on.

Thanks, yes, I am very glad to live near

~Leoneil Oct 1, 2012

Living in the city, it very difficult to find this sort of beauty. Man do I miss my trips back up to the Dakotas.

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