For photographer Christopher Holt, the sharing of photographs and the stories inherent in them connects us in a mosaic of collective humanity. After all, it’s people who view photos – dogs and cows don’t care.
At 21:45 the loudspeakers crackled and announced “Attention on the FOB, Incoming. Take Cover. That is all.” I laugh every time I hear those last words because it reminds me of the absurdity depicted in the TV comedy “M*A*S*H*.”
In the crypt, we examine one skeleton closely. Its skinny hands clasp upon its breast and two lusterless tufts of hair stick to the skull. Crisp dead eyes watch from deep sockets and the lips shrivel away from yellow teeth.
In his Notes on a Crisis, Steven Erikson, best-selling author of Malazan Book of the Fallen series, writes about moving from Canada to the UK, his archeological adventures in Mongolia, and his dicey encounter with goat’s head soup.
A journey is often repeated in our minds. As travelers, we continue to learn (and experience the journey) well after the trip is over as writer Sandra Phinney learned after her trip to Senegal in Africa.