Morning has broken, like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird. . .
Eleanor Farjeon
The montage above represents on a small sample of the photographic riches we have for you this week: our contributors have reached halfway around the globe to bring you the observations of life, this planet, and, well, everything they saw.
The title? Oh, that comes from what my eye doctor told me I do: I have tiny blind spots called drusen that get in between my brain and the world out there. So, he said, I try to look around the invisible obstacles: I eccentrically fixate. I think that's a pretty good analogy for what h2g2's been doing for the last quarter century. We squint at reality. Sometimes it all comes together, like this week.
Willem's been exploring in the Makgabeng. Amazing photos have come to us from South Africa. Equally amazing photos are ours from the other side of the Equator, up in Cleethorpes. Beware of those swans: they mean business. In Scotland, the redwing is on the wing. One of them sat still long enough that even Paige managed to get a photo (from a cautious distance).
Meanwhile, in Wales, Robbie Stamp has an eye for beauty (also a good pub). We've devoted an entire feature section to bringing you those photos.
In other words, this planet's beautiful. It's also puzzling, as we observe again this week. Since it's Holy Week (greetings to those who observe), we show you a Pennsylvania church that is now an ice cream emporium with an appropriate name. Paige does a photographic test involving Scientific Thinking™, a car, and a big fish. I dug into the archives at the Library of Congress to bring you an alarming story involving cows, and TJ the kitty struts his stuff in a new video. Not to be outdone in weirdness, Awix has found TWO strange road trip movies, and one of them is in Icelandic.
Speaking of Holy Week, next Sunday is Easter. Since it will also mark the release of our April Fool issue, I will take this more sober occasion to share Paulh's request that you all remember Franz Joseph Haydn's 292nd birthday. Go read about him.
Check out the story serials. This week, FWR's is chilling, Tavaron's is thrilling, Paulh's is baffling, and Caiman's is adorable. Mine may not make much sense, but demonstrates that I have a Greek font on this computer and I ain't afraid to use it.
So, read, go hide some Easter eggs, and have a great week. Remember to send more Stuff.
Dmitri Gheorgheni
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Quote of the Week: By Branwen O'Shea, novelist
That feeling where you go out in the woods for peace and quiet and some (insert choice expletive) person shows up playing a bagpipe.
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