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[steepholm]

My daughter still remembers the trauma of leaving her favourite toy sheep on the bus. It was my fault, because I'd distracted her by buying her some crisps. Dark and deep are the sins of parents.

With that thought in mind, I've started photographing the abandoned and discarded toys I see on my travels.

"If I hadn't known it was a bear, I might have taken the body for an old pillow."



"I can't believe that someone, somewhere isn't crying for this brave little sheep."



"What kind of monster would crucify a bee?"

Meanwhile, on a walk up on nearby Purdown this morning my friend Dru and I came upon this notice, posted on the concrete walls of a WWII anti-aircraft emplacement. It appears that Edward Snowden chose this unlikely place to make his appeal to the world. I am only the intermediary.

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[ethelmay.livejournal.com]

My husband once had to trek back to the University of Washington library and retrace my steps (based on the call numbers of the books I had checked out) so as to find my daughter's beloved Mama Bear.

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

I spent made several fruitless trips to the bus depot trying to track down that sheep...