Time Magazine stands by its cover, which once again shows the corporate media is more concerned about narrative and emotional manipulation than proper context:
And yet they wonder why more and more Americans find the term “fake news” appropriately descriptive.
I’m definitely a fan of scenic photography. Despite the Fall recorded in Genesis 3, the heavens still “declare the glory of the Lord,” and the world around us echoes the wonder of creation. Imagine what the splendor of Eden must have been like! Enjoy the links.
…because sometimes it’s good to be reminded that even in this fallen, crazy world, there is still much beauty and wonder, thanks to its Designer.
“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?
Were you smiling a lot Friday afternoon? Hope so, because that’s when you and your 7 billion planetary neighbors got a rare portrait session from the Cassini spacecraft. Orbiting above Saturn almost a billion miles away, the craft turned its camera towards to Earth to capture some spectacular images of our planet foregrounded by Saturn’s rings.
These sorts of stories just fascinate me:
Picture this: quite possibly the most important street photographer of the 20th century was a 1950s children’s nanny who kept herself and never showed a single one of her photographs to anyone. Decades later in 2007, a Chicago real estate agent and historical hobbyist, John Maloof purchased a box of never-seen, never-developed film negatives of an unknown ‘amateur’ photographer for $380 at his local auction house.
Always interesting to get a new glimpse back into the world that was…
“And God made the two great lights—the greater light to rule the day and the lesser light to rule the night—and the stars. And God set them in the expanse of the heavens to give light on the earth, to rule over the day and over the night, and to separate the light from the darkness.” – Genesis 1:16-17
Everybody else was ‘shooting the moon,’ so for once I followed the crowd…
How the Oldest Musketeer and I spent our Saturday (click to enlarge)…
A True Progressive 