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A fanfic rec and a small batch of picspam
So first, the rec. The Servant's Master is a Yuletide fic about Thomas Beckett and Henry II that is fabulously evocative and well-written. Slash, but nothing more than PG-13. Go, go read. (I've discovered, apparently, that RPF only bothers me if the people involved are still alive. Go figure.)
Also, I saw There Will Be Blood today. I'm too lazy to post a full review, but if you want it, ask. I'd say, on the whole, worth seeing, but no need to run to the theater.
Alright, so today was freakishly cold. Single digits cold. And as most of our house is poorly insulated, the windows were covered in frost and condensation. And it inspired me to take pictures. So... here they are.
This was the frost that actually inspired the series of photos. It was over the washing machine, so I noticed it as I was doing laundry. So here are the better results from the resultant photos. All of them are either taken through windows, or of light and shadow coming from a window.
(This, boys and girls, is called a snow line. Heh.)
(This, I might add, is a broken barometer/thermometer combo. Pay no attention to the readings. Heh.)
And so, my photographic outing ended for the day.
Also, I saw There Will Be Blood today. I'm too lazy to post a full review, but if you want it, ask. I'd say, on the whole, worth seeing, but no need to run to the theater.
Alright, so today was freakishly cold. Single digits cold. And as most of our house is poorly insulated, the windows were covered in frost and condensation. And it inspired me to take pictures. So... here they are.
This was the frost that actually inspired the series of photos. It was over the washing machine, so I noticed it as I was doing laundry. So here are the better results from the resultant photos. All of them are either taken through windows, or of light and shadow coming from a window.
(This, boys and girls, is called a snow line. Heh.)
(This, I might add, is a broken barometer/thermometer combo. Pay no attention to the readings. Heh.)
And so, my photographic outing ended for the day.
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DITTO. I came to this revelation like... yesterday. And it all makes sense to me now.
Also, that first frost picture is incredible! I've never seen anything like it. I also love the picture of the chainmail against the sun. And the percipitation over the window overlooking the blue sky and tree.
Summarized: All the photos are awesome.
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