weegee the famous
It may be obvious by now, but I love old photos. Never heard of the guy before tonight, but here are some fascinating images from Weegee the “Famous”.
And Unknown Weegee from the International Center of Photography.
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uh-oh, pipped at the post
Did I say “It’s Lovely!” was my new favourite blog? It’s my second favourite today. This gorgeous site is my new favourite:
(PeeEss, actually, my absolute favourite is my fella’s blog, but it won’t ever fall off the top slot, so perhaps can’t count.)
my new favourite blog
Who doesn’t like peeking into other people’s houses to see how they’ve decorated, huh? I mean, the inspiration!
Oh.
Go on and see more at, ”It’s Lovely! I’ll Take It!” A Collection of Poorly Chosen Photos from Real Estate Listings.
a novel novella
My guy has written his first book - a novella called HorrorCon. I’m not just saying this, but it’s brilliant. He’s an incredible writer with an amazing imagination.
What’s more, you can buy it from Lulu now.
Oh, and guess who did the photography and design? :-)
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I luf them
More. Many, many more on the National Geographic site.
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bedtime stories
Wanna read a good story? For free? My lovely Scotty has branched out of screenwriting for a brief sojourn into novella-land and is posting it online. I’m special and have read the whole thing already and I can assure you, it’s worth waiting for. You can read Part I and Part II now though. It’s a fascinating story set over three days at a Horror Convention in Florida. It’s fab.
The whole lot will be here in its entirety when it’s done.
everything i know i learned from a tree
The BBC asks what we can learn from climbing trees. It seems that tree-climbing has gone rather out of favour and of course, I find this a jolly great shame. I was really rather pleased to find that my daughter and her friends were spending their afternoons in a tree near their school.
I spent loads of time in trees when I was growing up. One of my earliest memories is of a marvelous grassy park with a thick verge of mature trees that at the time seemed a veritable forest. I suppose it was more likely a few small trees. The last tree I remember climbing was in Italy - a giant cherry tree just next to our house, that I climbed to harvest its fat juicy fruit. I didn’t hang about to admire the view, however, as the tree often had more ants than cherries.
I think I’m due a tree climb in the near future.
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