One of Them Shall Not Fall To the Ground

On East 16th Street this morning: a mouse that didn't make it.
 

Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them ~ Revelations 14, verse 13.

Straight Up, With a Twist

"And he went up from thence unto Bethel: and as he was going up by the way, there came forth little children out of the city..." 

"...and mocked him, and said unto him, Go up, thou bald head; go up, thou bald head. And he turned back, and looked on them, and cursed them in the name of the LORD..."

"And there came forth two she bears out of the wood, and tare forty and two children of them."

-- II Kings 2:23-24

Holding Still

Wisdom...

...hath builded her horse...

A thousand umbrellas were tilted over a thousand hats in Piccadilly...

Would you like another urn of tea?

Tea-hee...

Petals on a wet, black bough...

Surely the Second Coming is at hand...

Look on my works ye mighty, and despair...

and despair...

Thatcher hath builded her house

Who's next?

Hard to run when one is cherubic...

The world? It is we who hold up Atlas.

All images except the sixth were taken on West 26th Street, NYC.