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Hard pressed to accept a compliment on my art but the feeling when Google Photos correctly maps one of my portraits to an identity via facial recognition? Truly unparalleled

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Even decomposers decompose

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*writes two paragraphs after months of literally nothing and it took three hours*

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Hungarian swords, 14th century, at the Topkapi Palace Museum in Istanbul. The middle sword is 8ft long

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St. Petersburg: Champ de Mars, the Savior on Spilled Blood

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did you guys know that when you are in bed at night time, you can turn on a lamp, put a really soft blanket around your shoulders and read your book?? and sometimes it will rain??? did you know that???? the wonders of this life do not cease!

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Mark Vomit (2020)

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Arthur tugs the brim of his hat a little lower as the wind picks up and sweeps over the prairie, quiescent from long drought and encroaching winter. There’s a chill in the air, but it don’t bother him. The light is silver and clear, the grass grey-green and shimmering like water, russet tips bent over in the breeze. The sky above opens up in a great sweeping arc from horizon to horizon, tall clouds so stark against the deep azure that it mimics a cyanotype.

An ill-fated hunting trip leaves Arthur fighting to make it home alive.

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chucking snowballs at him

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Was scrolling through AO3 and found this gem

Enemy to parent is a trope we have to popularise lmao

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Selected pictures to illustrate this morning’s walk. I started when it was still darkish (1) and walked along the park fence up toward the dog park to look past the big oak and across the park toward sunrise(2). I had planned to walk home from there but as you see in the 3rd picture the clouds started to light up. How could I go?

I gave in to the beauty and walked downhill through the snow (carefully) toward the stream and saw softer colors in the sky to the north (4). I admired the rough bark of the big black locust tree (5) and the looked toward the little stone bridge as the new day’s light lit up the stream (6). From the green bridge I looked across the north lawn of the park toward the north entrance to the woods (7) and reluctantly started back, passing the same big oak from below, now lit by brilliant first light and with the gibbous moon shining over it (8), and from there walked under the oldest Norway spruce in the park, seeing the gold morning light shining through the sakura cherry trees that will be full of bloom in a few months (9). And then finally I was back at the fence (10) and from there back on the road where walking was much easier.

I have many more pictures and I’m not sure I chose the best ones. I kept meaning to go home but everywhere I turned beauty was beckoning and as I’m sure you know by now I can’t resist its charms!

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Love the idea of Ellie holding a grudge against Tommy because "Joel is myyyyy best friend not yours" UNTIL she actually gets to know Tommy and then she's like "Joel who? Tommy is my favorite brother now"

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