With the story of "The Velveteen Rabbit" it was scarlet fever that demanded the cleansing of the room and the rabbit being thrown away.
Posts by Juli McKenna Kearns
Amending this. Sometimes a house would just be cleaned and whitewashed, and many items burned but some could be cleaned and salvaged. When I spoke about a house being burned I was thinking of a person's house that became the area hospital during a small pox quarantine.
...disease and to prevent becoming ill.
The jealousy aspect is an extra "burn". Ouch.
Certainly, superstition, but shearing of hair also happened in the case of very communicable diseases demanding quarantine, the type where everything in the house was burned. Even people who were caregivers would shear hair when leaving the contaminated zone in order to not accidentally spread...
...And I realized the photo of her so soon afterward was either because (1) oh, person almost died, need to get a photo of them as we don't have one and we've been reminded we need one (2) oh, I lived, I need to get a photo to commemorate my rebirth, plus I think my short hair is kind of cute.
I was puzzled when I'd sometimes see in very old family photos a woman whose hair had been completely shorn. Late 1800s and she's all dressed up but her head is nearly shaved. Then I came across a news bit about such a woman having been dangerously ill, and lived. Oh, so that's why no hair...
Three pairs of women's nude legs against a landscape of winter tones.
Three Winter Graces, 2018
Digital painting
14.7 by 26.9 inches
For me this was like stumbling across Alex Coville in the wild.
He was an actual friend of Bill Wilson, he says, as he pulls out of his wallet the blue chip he received from Wilson’s own hand.
This was a serious question to which I hoped to know the varied experience of others so that I could critically decide what was normal.
Header image for "How to Perform an Autopsy - Chapter 11" shows scenes from Augusta, Georgia, including the Masters golf tournament and scenes from the 1970 uprising, which was the largest in the urban south during the Civil Rights era
How to Perform an Autopsy - Chapter 11
From one plutonium reactor to another...
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An 8 by 8 pan of brownies meets three people. How long should that pan of brownies last, realistically?
A woman and a man, dressed much alike in short-sleve white knit shirts and black trousers, stand to the left looking out over the desert. A man in a black cowboy hat is to the left, his back fully to the camera as he leans upon the rail looking over the desert.
Triptych. The Observation Deck Part 1, , Painted Desert and Petrified Forest, 2008, processed 2026
Family members of veterans pictured occupying the Cannon House Office Building rotunda to protest against the war in Iran while holding black signs with white lettering that read, “END THE WAR ON IRAN.” Photo Credit: Francis Chung/Politico
Today, Women’s March reported that Capitol Police just arrested 60 of our veterans inside the Cannon House Office Building rotunda. They were part of 150+ veterans and military members occupying the Capitol to tell Congress to end this regime’s war on Iran. secure.actblue.com/donate/about... #PINKS
A woman and a man, dressed much alike in short-sleve white knit shirts and black trousers, stand to the left looking out over the desert. A man in a black cowboy hat is to the left, his back fully to the camera as he leans upon the rail looking over the desert.
Same scene as part 1 though further to the right so that we now partly see a woman in a red cap-sleeve top, her hair blown by the wind, staring out over the desert, her back to the camera.
Part 3, further to the right so we see the woman in fully now and an observation telescope beside her.
Triptych. The Observation Deck Parts 1, 2, and 3, Painted Desert and Petrified Forest, 2008, processed 2026
P.S. I'm never off trail in national parks. These shots look like I could be off trail, but I'm super conscientious about these parks hosting millions of people and I never go off trail.
View of a gulley, looks like a medium close-up view but it is actually a long shot, no sky above is shown and scale is near impossible to determine in certain shots of this desert landscape.
Close up of sedimentary rock formations.
Diptych. Two time zones. The left is a shot of the Painted Desert in Arizona from 2008, processed 2016. What do the ridges in that highly textured sedimentary rock look like from a closer view. Go to my shot from 1990 on the right.
#blackandwhitephotography
They were laughing for a long time, then they broke into a few short bars of that soft song, and now they are gone, silence.
A group of women are having a small party in the apartment behind us. I can hear them briefly break into a soft song that sounds like maybe a school or sorority song, but I can't hear what they're singing.
A group of people on an observation point look into the empty desert. A boy and an elder man take photos or videos.
Painted Desert/Petrified Forest Observation Point, 2008, processed 2026
I took several photos of this grouping of tourists for a reason, there was something there, I was finally able to reach it in the processing 18 years later.
#blackandwhitephotography
Fascinating. A portrait of Trump and his shit-for-brains sycophants?
It occurs to me that perhaps the thing to hope for is that all Trump’s substance abusing (alcohol, no speed for you) toadies get and stay so comatose drunk they can do nothing. If they sober up they’ll all be dry drunk toadies and that’s really not preferable.
Patel, just shut the fuck up and climb back in your bottle. I prefer you speechless because you’re passed out cold.
Longest intro I’ve ever heard for a song, which created a “Carnival of Souls” vibe. A quick google search brings up nothing on “Melody” (if that’s her real name). I hope she’s still playing.
How idiosyncratic. Longest intro to a song I’ve ever heard. I felt like I was in Salt Lake City with a carnival of souls, which was interesting, then the love call kicked in.
It’s bad when just a comment about white marble makes me twitch. Our insane developer dictator in chief has made me wary of white marble.
Thank you, people who make our water work. It’s back.
The timing suggests it had to do with the water but I doubt it. Think we’re all just crazy now. I hear water gurgling in the pipes now…nope, nothing. Wait, the water is attempting to return.