The bat’s wings and nails were sharper than she expected. Lots of things were, these days. She moved slowly, unfolding the blanket, heating up the bottle just right. The tiny creature looked stronger than when it was brought in. A good sign. It had deep, clear eyes, like oil. This one would live. She needed it to live. Her. Needed her to live. She would have named her Angelica. Blood in your first trimester? Not a good sign.

Funny pictures about Batman Begins. Oh, and cool pics about Batman Begins. Also, Batman Begins.

He knew what she wanted. Her with her pristine white coat and sapphire studded collars. She wouldn’t be satisfied until she’d taken the penthouse and everything in it. He walked the railing, looking out over the city. His city. She could have the place. What did he care. His brother had that boat out on the bay, and he had his health. The butler opened the glass door to the balcony. “Can I get you anything this evening, sir?” he said. “Get me the lights, Manfred,” he said. “The city lights.”

One Crazy cat! Crazy Cat - Santiago, Chile – Ivo Berg Do you have Acrophobia? This crazy cat obviously doesn’t. I find it amazing that this cat has no fear of the 170 foot drop it is teetering on, but turn on the vacuum and he probably goes nut

This is the trick his dad made. This is the card that ends the trick his dad made. This is the queen that’s on the card that ends the trick his dad made. This is the spade held by the queen that’s on the card that ends the trick his dad made. This is the grave dug by the spade held by the queen that’s on the card that ends the trick his dad made. Gone are the bones inside the grave dug by the spade held by the queen that’s on the card that ends the trick his dad made.

Yes, I have tricks in my pocket, I have things up my sleeve. But I am the opposite of a stage magician. He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion (Tennessee Williams)

Tommy went there nearly every day after school. He snuck National Geographic magazines from his dad’s office and hid them under the moss-covered hood. So many his dad had started asking about it. He needed to be more careful. But with every story, every chart, every photo, the truck seemed somehow stronger. And lately he’d almost heard a rumble, something like a purr. The truck had come from somewhere. And it was going somewhere again.

MOSS-COVERED TRUCK: It’s hard to imagine this Chevrolet pickup moving down the road. Showcasing the ephemeral truth of automobiles, the earth has overtaken it. (From the National Geographic book Visions of Earth). Photograph by Jason Rydquist.

The dish ran away with the spoon. And over the years the dish became faded, with a stain and a chip on one side. She would catch her reflection in the cupboard window and worry that she was no longer vibrant enough for the spoon; that she had faded past the point of no return. The spoon came home one evening and the dish finally gathered her courage and told him how she felt. He looked at her, water-stains down his bent back, a smudge on one side. He said, “You have never been more…

Antique Mother of Pearl Caviar Dish and Spoon

The dish ran away with the spoon. And over the years the dish became faded, with a stain and a chip on one side. She would catch her reflection in the cupboard window and worry that she was no longer vibrant enough for the spoon; that she had faded past the point of no return. The spoon came home one evening and the dish finally gathered her courage and told him how she felt. He looked at her, water-stains down his bent back, a smudge on one side. He said, “You have never been more…

Sometimes he waited on the steps across the street from her apartment. Sometimes all day. It was easy when all you had to do was collapse down and pretend to be Just A Box. Some nights, when he could manage it, he would steal gifts for her—a red scarf perhaps—and mail himself to her. Anonymously, of course. He had to be careful not to give himself away by doing it too often, and be careful of denting his corners when she threw him in the bin the next day. After all, he was just a delivery…

superbarbs: “ Danbo was missing the snow, so I broke out the castor sugar for her! Sugar Snow (via snowingindoors) ”

Lucille came to the rest home a year and a half ago. That makes her an old timer, even at Sunset Ridge Assisted Living. Her son is a big-time lawyer who is always busy. She is so proud. When she talks to the home’s grey cat, she sometimes pretends its him.

What is the danger that impacts more seniors every day as the senior population grows? It is not what you would typically think, nor is it something people are comfortable talking about.

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