Someday These Bones Will Be Worth Saving

by John Dedeke


Where are you taking me, summer? Where are we going?

Where are you taking me, summer? Where are we going?


The Cameras We Bring

The video is good, but I was more taken with this line from its description: 

The photos we take are an expression [of] what we’re looking for not necessarily what we’re looking at.

I think the same is often true of our writing. 



These people enjoy rain delays. 

These people enjoy rain delays. 




Friday afternoon with the lunatics

Friday afternoon with the lunatics


I’ve recently added a couple St. Louis architecture photo prints on my Society6 page, and I’m planning to use any proceeds from them toward donations to the Ferguson, Missouri food pantry (per the Riverfront Times, the pantry has had to turn people away after unrest in the area caused the closure of the store that provides its supplies). 

If you’re into phone cases, the shot on the left is also available on one of those


Inseparable

"Our pain is so rooted in our lopsided view of reality. Who ever got the idea that we could have pleasure without pain? It’s promoted rather widely in this world, and we buy it. But pain and pleasure go together; they are inseparable. They can be celebrated. They are ordinary. Birth is painful and delightful. Death is painful and delightful. Everything that ends is also the beginning of something else. Pain is not a punishment; pleasure is not a reward.
-Pema Chödrön

Via Matthew Allard


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