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I had to do some thinking this week, and what I seem to forget sometimes is that there is this little crop of earth in the center of this dense strip of activity that is instantly calming. On my walk thru Central Park, I look pictures of the beauty that surrounds me every moment, but rarely get a chance to really pull back the veil of anxiety to see.
What is it about a little fluffernutter like my Sam that will melt your heart? Even more adorable the the entirety of cuteoverload.com!
P.S. I have now officially changed his name to Samuel L. Snackson.
P.P.S. And, I am aware of what a Q-Tip-headed, mock-turtleneck-holiday-sweater-wearing, Twilight-lovin’, park-ranger-as-my volunteer-job-lookin’ cat blogger I am. Trust, I am appreciating my own irony.
Gates, like doors, are also portals to buildings- homes, places of worship, offices, etc. They are meant to instill reverence, fear and intimidation, awe, or delicate beauty as you pass through them. In Vilnius, they are often made of masonry or iron, adorned with frescoes and curled metal symbols, and only hint at the secrets that lie within.
Welcome back to my obsessions- doors and windows. These are some of my doors, photographed all throughout Vilnius on my recent trip there. Some look like little portals for gnomes, others, entrances for giants straight from the slightly creepy Lithuanian fairie tales my father used to read to me as a child. But from the most simplistic shed door to the most ornate wood cathedral thresholds, they are truly all feats of architectural craftsmanship.
Union Square East, NYC.
Damn, someone must have filled out her Mystic Tan punch card with fury, because all I thought that you got free was a 2-fer packet of coconut tanning lotion and a handful of Lifestyle condoms. Hookin’ must be good if you’re getting a precious pair of pumps from Christian Louboutin. And by [...]
I’ve already posted about this once, but I had to recontribute some images for my newest obsession- the amazing graffiti art in Vilnius. Especially the work of one tagger, Omega, whose designs and cool colors stand out crisply against the fresh winter snow. The best part about it is that Vilnius has so many abandoned house and buildings, it adds a little color to all the otherwise sad, crumbling decay.
And people wonder why I’ll be coming back 10 pounds happier. This post is brought to you courtesy my Aunt Irena (famous chef of the baked apples baked above) and who contends that hot butter served in your tea will cure fluid in your lungs. Paula Deen, watch out.
Glitter Jesus! Okay, its sequins, but it still looks like mosaics from the magic land. (that’s be Lithuania, folks!) I grabbed these images on a quick tour at my aunts workplace, which is now a Technical Library for Patents on Machinery and the like, but used to be a nunnery! (more on that later…..)
The number 13 was always my Grandmother’s lucky number as she was the 13th of 16 children…so maybe that’s why this appealed to me. Its been a while since I posted one of my door knocker obsessions, and I really love this one. I’m also starting to get excited as in a few short days, I am taking off to the motherland. More on that later, when I can startle you with a fabulous image mid transit or when I have arrived at said magical destination.
Stay Tuned…..
