This has been my favorite place to relax, read, world build and take pictures.
My dog Oreo loved trips to the park.
Sometimes, I can't believe this is Brooklyn.
Note: When you're making a pattern out of the parchment image, you should select the entire image-- not just a small portion of it. At first, I turned a small section of the image into a pattern. That section wasn't big enough to fill the entire land. The results looked terrible.When you follow the steps in the Photoshop guide, select the entire image to turn into a pattern.
"Early Thursday morning, members of the online hacktavist group Anonymous posted a video on YouTube calling for anyone angry about the brutal police crackdown in Ferguson, Mo., to take to the streets of their own hometowns in they have dubbed a ‟#DayOfRage”." (The Daily Dot)
|Portland Japanese Garden|
|Marble Caves of Patagonia Chile|
|Mont Saint-Michel, Island in France|
|The Iniciatic Well, Quinta da Regaleira, Sintra, Portugal|
"The Yuki Onna is one of Japan’s most well-known and yet unknown yokai. There is no single story of the Yuki Onna. From dread snow vampire of the mountains to a loving bride and mother, she has played many roles over the centuries; worn many costumes. She is ephemeral as a windblown mist of snow, and as impossible to hold."She's a spirit of snow storms. She lures men into the cold wilderness where she causes a violent blizzard. When the blizzard takes over the landscape, she vanishes into the mist and snow. The victim desperately searches around to save her, but ultimately fails and freezes to death in the snowstorm.
Two men, a wood cutter and his apprentice, some stories say it was a father son pair, left their village one winter's day to gather firewood. They go caught out when a storm started. and took shelter in a small hut. The younger man awoke that night to discover the hut's door open, and a ghostly white woman -- both beautiful and terrifying -- leaning over the other man and breathing white mist over him. When she turned to the young man, the strange woman offered to spare him if he swore to never tell anyone what he had seen that night. He made the vow and the strange woman left fading into the storm outside. The young man turned to companion, and found him frozen to death.
The young man kept his word for years after that strange night and told no one, not even his wife who he married about a year after the incident. They lived a simple and happy life, raising their children. One evening, as the children slept and his wife sat quietly mending some clothes, he was struck by how much his wife looked like that strange woman of many years ago. He told her about the night and how much she reminded him of it at the moment. When he finished the story, his wife rose, now completely snow-white and enraged, and told him the only reason she wouldn't kill him immediately was for the sake of the children. Warning him strongly to never give them reason to complain, she drifted out into the night and disappeared in the falling snow forever.