This is a latch hook project I did from a kit many years ago.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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Remembering the rink
If you were there, you’ll never forget it. For decades, Durham Ice Rink was at the heart of the city’s social life. From Friday night ice discos to crowds roaring on the Wasps every Sunday, not to mention a proud history of figure skating and speed skating, the riverside rink was the place to be.
By Andy Potts6 days ago in Art
Top 3 Vinyl Records!
In an era dominated by streaming services and digital downloads, the humble vinyl record has staged a remarkable comeback, capturing the hearts of music enthusiasts old and new. Amidst the vast sea of playlists and algorithmic recommendations, there's something undeniably alluring about the crackle of a stylus on vinyl and the warmth of analog sound. As the music industry continues to evolve, vinyl remains a steadfast symbol of nostalgia, authenticity, and artistic expression.
By Jessica Baio6 days ago in Art
Red Shelves
Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
By Matthew Curtis7 days ago in Humans
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Ohhh, I love the colors, do you have a pattern that you are following?