to kill a mockingbird

I remember when my daddy gave me that gun. He told me that I should never point it at anything in the house; and that he'd rather I'd shoot at tin cans in the backyard. But he said that sooner or later he supposed the temptation to go after birds would be too much, and that I could shoot all the blue jays I wanted - if I could hit 'em; but to remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird. Well, I reckon because mockingbirds don't do anything but make music for us to enjoy. They don't eat people's gardens, don't nest in the corncrib, they don't do one thing but just sing their hearts out for us.
-- Atticus Finch

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albus says...

"It is our choices
that show what we truly are,
far more than our abilities."
- Albus Dumbledore

stolen memories... or, something like that


some photographs taken on the night before our company's halloween party in 2005.

i grabbed these photos without telling the owner first.

• more stolen memories

sabine conjured up this image



an officemate & a good friend's daughter drew this a couple of months ago and gave it to me and i still have it on my workstation.

i think it's lovely in its simplicity & innocence.

i take one look at it and everything becomes okay.