March 25th, 2013
Mother to my dreams (by ..AVA..)

Mother to my dreams (by ..AVA..)

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The picture shows a female red squirrel adopting an orphan baby from an abandoned nest. Although squirrels rarely interact, they learn who their nearby relatives are by hearing their unique calls. If they fail to hear a relative’s calls for a few days, they may investigate and rescue orphans.
Photo: J. W. Taylor

The picture shows a female red squirrel adopting an orphan baby from an abandoned nest. Although squirrels rarely interact, they learn who their nearby relatives are by hearing their unique calls. If they fail to hear a relative’s calls for a few days, they may investigate and rescue orphans.

Photo: J. W. Taylor

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blue-voids:


Sebastian Martorana
Marble sculpture of the impression made in the pillow of his late father in-law after lifting him up from his death bed.

blue-voids:

Sebastian Martorana

Marble sculpture of the impression made in the pillow of his late father in-law after lifting him up from his death bed.

March 24th, 2013
humansofnewyork:

“When I was a teenager growing up in Detroit, I used to hang out with a bunch of jazz musicians. At the time, ‘Bu’ was a common street name for heroin. One night when we were all hanging out, one of the guys said he was ‘going out for a poke.’ Another guy said: ‘Why don’t you just go talk to Betty? You can’t get any higher than that.’ And ever since then, I’ve been called Betty Bu.”

humansofnewyork:

“When I was a teenager growing up in Detroit, I used to hang out with a bunch of jazz musicians. At the time, ‘Bu’ was a common street name for heroin. One night when we were all hanging out, one of the guys said he was ‘going out for a poke.’ Another guy said: ‘Why don’t you just go talk to Betty? You can’t get any higher than that.’ And ever since then, I’ve been called Betty Bu.”