I don’t typically condone crime, but I think this vandal was simply trying to spread the love. As for this next sign, well, it’s completely up to your interpretation. I personally think it’s the bus stop to heaven. Get creative and say what you think it means in the comments section below!
“Why the Willow Weeps” Hundreds of confessions and professions of love etched deeply into wedges of century-old wood: the original romance that was never told, scribbled on unprinted paper. The willow weeps as she outlives all of her favorite young authors, and stuffs the memories underground, keeping their treasured secrets buried.
Sorry for the short hiatus, ladies and gents, but all work and no play makes Kelsey a dull girl. So I’ll allow the photo mosaic to explain my absence: During our trip abroad, we visited Rome, Pompeii, the Amalfi Coast, Florence, Pisa, and Venice. The culture and cuisine lived up to the hype. So much […]
Once upon a time, there was a young girl whose bad luck with boys had her contemplating the monastery. She had heard that if you kiss a frog, it would turn into a handsome prince. But she didn’t have a frog. So, she prayed that someone had misspoken through second-hand gossip. “Perhaps kissing a dog […]
It’s a bird…it’s a plane…it’s unique, whatever it is. I found this creepy crawly immobilized in the parking lot of my housing complex. Supported by flimsy legs and crippled wings, I can only assume this fist-sized creature visited straight from the set of The Mothman Prophecies. But it was substantially larger than any moth I’ve […]
Looking back over the course of this year, 2012 is not shy about its frenzy of firsts in my life. From a Master’s degree to a marriage license, I feel like I’ve collected nearly every milestone within the span of 365 days. What a thrillingly exhausting journey! Thanks to all who shared these days and […]