A few summers ago, I developed a habit of sleeping in the yards of strangers.
From “Bedfellows” by Amanda McCarty featured on Storychord.com.
Storychord makes a post every second Monday featuring a story, an image, and a song – each from a talented but underexposed artist.
I bother to read less and less online now, scrolling quickly and skimming for main points and pretty pictures instead. This story grabbed me though, and now I really want to go lie on some grass. There is some sweet grass in Wellington, maybe I’ll go lie on it again when I visit next month.
Read the full Bedfellows story, check out it’s accompanying photo, and listen to the super cute track “Bonfires” by Rosie and Me over on Storychord.
To simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.
Hans Hofmann (via sara-white)
Diego: You don’t know much about tracking, do you?
Sid: Hey, I’m a sloth. I see a tree, eat a leaf. That’s my tracking.
Ice Age was on TV tonight. I laughed a lot.
The thing about glitter is, if you get it on you, be prepared to have it on you forever.
‘Coz glitter doesn’t go away.
Glitter is the herpes of craft supplies.
I laughed. A little gem picked up from watching this video on Sheena’s blog…
“Jokes with Guitar”
Mum, it’s just like google earth but live
Little kid on plane (via mydelirium)
That is awesome, the next generation are going to be completely freaky in that they will know everything and nothing at the same time, and all through a screen. I love hearing random revelations like this.