Typewriter Series #878 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
John Milton (December 9, 1608 – November 8, 1674) in Areopagitica
Song: “Alive/Awake” by Oh Land
The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.
Italo Calvino in Italo Calvino: Letters, 1941–1985
Song: “Hellfire” by Yellow Fever
Plants can be found in some of the most remote, inhospitable places on the planet, resulting in the evolution of creative ways to adapt to harsh environments. One adaptation used by plants are hairs, called trichomes (hydrangea trichomes seen here in this micrograph), that cover the surface of leaves. Trichomes help insulate the air surrounding leaf openings to increase humidity. They also shade from or reflect light to prevent water evaporating from leaf cells.
Image by Dr. Steve Lowry, Portstewart, Co.
Always reblog micrographs of trichomes. Always. ~AR