Metal detectorists/mudlarkers in Great Britain: "Remember to report all the dead bodies and live WWII-era ordnance you find. They have a form at the office."
Metal detectorists/mudlarkers in Great Britain: "Remember to report all the dead bodies and live WWII-era ordnance you find. They have a form at the office."
✨ One of my favourite windows — a lovely 15th-century depiction of a wren hunting a spider in the Zouche Chapel at York Minster.
✨ One of my favourite windows — a lovely 15th-century depiction of a wren hunting a spider in the Zouche Chapel at York Minster.
Frosty, but kindly.
Frosty, but kindly.
And I am sick at heart.
And I am sick at heart.
In Japanese folklore, the Kitsune no Yūrei—the ghost fox—haunts lonely roads & forest paths. These spectral foxes are said to appear on misty nights, their glowing tails flickering like lanterns, leading travelers astray or send eerie messages from the spirit world.
In Japanese folklore, the Kitsune no Yūrei—the ghost fox—haunts lonely roads & forest paths. These spectral foxes are said to appear on misty nights, their glowing tails flickering like lanterns, leading travelers astray or send eerie messages from the spirit world.
for @spookyellisreed.bsky.social 's story by the same name, which you can read here: northwesthorror.com/2023/11/04/n...
for @spookyellisreed.bsky.social 's story by the same name, which you can read here: northwesthorror.com/2023/11/04/n...
Often have you heard that told.
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold.
Gilded tombs do worms enfold.
Often have you heard that told.
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold.
Gilded tombs do worms enfold.
There's other "Smart" add-ons as well, but that's the one that reads your content.
There's other "Smart" add-ons as well, but that's the one that reads your content.
2% body fat. Compare that to Elephants, which are around 8-10%, or rhinos, which are 10-20%.
The average human is around 20-40%, for reference.
They're *all* muscle.
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles, like a puff’d and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles, like a puff’d and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
And merry fools to mock at him resort;
Let him have time to mark how slow time goes
In time of sorrow, and how swift and short
His time of folly and his time of ;
And ever let his crime
Have time to wail th’ abusing of his time.
And merry fools to mock at him resort;
Let him have time to mark how slow time goes
In time of sorrow, and how swift and short
His time of folly and his time of ;
And ever let his crime
Have time to wail th’ abusing of his time.
He flashes into one gross crime or other
That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
On every trifle.
He flashes into one gross crime or other
That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
On every trifle.
My piece for the upcoming "Over the Garden Wall" show at Gallery Nucleus 🍂
My piece for the upcoming "Over the Garden Wall" show at Gallery Nucleus 🍂
Lest child, child’s children, cry against you woe!
Lest child, child’s children, cry against you woe!