1:17 pm.
Why do I feel like he is plotting something?
2:05 am.
I was listening to Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, and I became sad, because John Lennon didn’t live to be sixty-four. And I am so sorry.
5:35 pm.
Oh, Arnold, where have you gone?
Just an ordinary teenager trawling the internet for indie or just sick music. New talent and music reviews.
Trish Lechman
I'm not cool, I'm gay. There's a huge difference.
A photographic journal. ------ Click on the images to view in full size.
I'm a professional scavenger making a living selling curbside garbage. This blog details my finds and sales. It also acts as an archive for things beautiful and historic that would otherwise have been destroyed.
To live would be an awfully big adventure!
Magical Megan's Secret Corner
Postbox Poetry and HopePost Publishing
Pen and Keystroke
We're not hoarding, we're collecting!
See a penny, pick it up...
It starts with a picture and it sits in your frame
A life in a photobooth.
photography and other things
© Birgitta Rudenius
Image is everything
black and white photos
an attempt to capture the world around me
