Annie Moore

Kitsnaps: Annie Moore

This statue of Annie Moore and her brothers Phillip and Anthony look west at Cobh Harbour, from whence so many Irish left for America. Annie was the first immigrant processed at the newly opened Ellis Island on January 1, 1892, the same facility my own grandfather passed through almost thirty-five years later. There’s a statue of Annie Moore at Ellis Island, too, looking eastward toward Ireland. I’d love to get a picture of that statue, too, but it wouldn’t be as spectacular as this one, by simple dint of being…

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and the rationalization begins

Rationalization #1: Chocolate milk isn’t REALLY junk food. (Hot chocolate is definitely junk food. But not chocolate milk! Except maybe hot chocolate you make at home, which hasn’t got whipped cream and peppermint in it. So chocolate milk you make at home is fine!) Rationalization #2: Homemade biscuits with butter and honey aren’t REALLY junk food. Well, they’re not. They’re not. But three of them may be abusing the spirit of the law. (I did not, in my defense, have three!) Rationalization #3: If I just have ONE SCOOP of…

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Prowling Sumatran tiger at Dublin Zoo

Kitsnaps: Prowling

Just in case you were under the impression you might not be lunch. This one I think is really more of a high-quality snapshot than a Kitsnap, which I like to imagine have, like, Artistic Merit, but not everything has to be top shelf, right? Right. I have to figure out some way to reduce the size of the images landing on LJ, since 800px on a side is, well, too big. I mean, this all looks utterly fabulous on mizkit.com itself, but most of you, I believe, are reading…

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Hopeful

Kitsnaps: Hopeful

I always liked this for a Valentine’s Day image. Hopeful! Taken in Kinsale, I believe. I loved the simple color scheme. So red! So blue! So white! And so hopeful! Happy Valentine’s Day!

Stormcloud sunset

Hope is the creature with wings.

A to-me-fascinating takeaway line on this article on climate change is this: There’s a small but non-trivial chance of advanced civilization breaking down entirely. My climate change trilogy would be meant to be a thing of hope. That said, hope is the creature with wings; it is difficult to catch. The idea of writing another trilogy post that, a farther-future-set story where some things have gone right but a lot has gone desperately wrong is really appealing. Apparently I’m suffering from the urge to reinvent myself a SF writer when…

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