In a wardrobe were many green dresses, made of silk and satin and velvet.

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By |december 20th, 2013|About Design, Geen categorie, People and more, Uncategorized|0 Comments

Look deep into nature.

At first the two forces circled at the same altitude, pouring broadside after broadside into each other. Presently a great hole was torn in the hull of one of the immense battle craft from the Zodangan camp; with a lurch she turned completely over, the little figures of her crew plunging, turning and twisting toward the ground a thousand feet below; then with sickening velocity she tore after them, almost completely burying herself in the soft loam of the ancient sea bottom. […]

By |december 15th, 2013|Geen categorie, Nature journal|0 Comments

But then, birds just fly high

The artilleryman agreed with me that the house was no place to stay in. He proposed, he said, to make his way Londonward, and thence rejoin his battery–No. 12, of the Horse Artillery. My plan was to return at once to Leatherhead […]

By |november 14th, 2013|Geen categorie, Nature journal|0 Comments

Sometimes too much to drink is barely enough.

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, “Good! and now for the seizings.” […]

By |november 2nd, 2013|Coffee & more, Geen categorie|0 Comments

No time for games, let’s play

Since then he had been skulking along towards Maybury, in the hope of getting out of danger Londonward. People were hiding in trenches and cellars, and many of the survivors had made off towards Woking village and Send. He had been consumed with thirst until he found one of the water mains near the railway arch smashed, and the water bubbling out like a spring upon the road. […]

By |november 2nd, 2013|About Design, Geen categorie, People and more|0 Comments

We are masters of the unsaid words.

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, “Good! and now for the seizings.” […]

By |november 1st, 2013|Geen categorie, People and more|0 Comments