“She began to do as she liked and to feel as she liked. She had resolved never to take another step backward.” - Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via the-book-diaries)
Aurora Borealis by Frederic Edwin Church
High school senior photos deserve makeovers as they age alongside us. Proof of evolution.
I have my Guide’s eyes now. Homage.
#Photo Lab Filters and Time Travel.
you found me
Autumn isn’t the same without you.
(RMS, 8-21-2018.)
One hundred and thirteen years.
One hundred and eleven years.
We know you were terrified, brave, horrified, strong, resilient, panicked, and courageous, and we honor you this night of the year. Death is not failure. Your lives were you and you remain wonderful, somewhere out here in our atomic jigsaw of existence. I’m so sorry you experienced such horrors.
Deepest of peaceful rest to you.
When things bottom out in the backyard, after that many drinks After that many times you didn’t see your daughter After that many times you weren’t what you wanted to be, or do, or achieve There is always dirt beneath your fingernails.
RMS, 8/23/2018
The girl is escaping the house, delightedly.
“Said one observer on Gallatin Road, about three-quarters of a mile north of the storm, ‘The tornado cloud was first observed while watching the unusual hail, which fell prior to the storm. The cloud approaching from a westerly direction appeared like a huge inverted cone moving rapidly across a light-colored background of rain, looking very much similar to a shadow moving across a motion picture screen.’”
https://www.weather.gov/ohx/nashvilletornadomarch1933