"What’s Back Here?" (at My Bedroom)

Kendall at Sherwood Forest Faire, 2014. Zeiss Ikon Nettar 518/16. 75mm f/6.3

This may be one of the most bizarre things I've seen. I mean, the masked nurses aren't that strange, but a "gas cocoon" for the infants is definitely…different!

Three nurses carry babies cocooned in baby gas respirators down the corridor of a London hospital during a gas drill during WWII

Texture.

Watch your step.

Canon Canonet 28 with expired Fuji 400 shot at ASA 100.

Growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You get hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you're just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something. Each time, you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There's the little empty pain of leaving something behind - graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There's the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There's the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn. There's the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens. And if you're very, very lucky, there are a very few blazing hot little pains you feel when you realize that you are standing in a moment of utter perfection, an instant of triumph, or happiness, or mirth which at the same time cannot possibly last - and yet will remain with you for life. Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it. Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another.

Harry Dresden

Faces of L: Happy. (at Colorado Renaissance Festival)

L has decided that the very best part about getting an Xbox One is the box it came in. (at My bedroom)

Courthouse-on-the-Square, Denton, Texas. (Voigtlander Perkeo II w/80mm 3.5 Color-Skopar on Tri-X. Scanned on iPhone SE using FilmLab app)

I would TOTALLY drive this!

Rolling Homes: Handmade Houses on Wheels by Amy Merrick on Flickr.

by Jane Lidz 1979

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A Box of Rocks