I was getting all caught up on my BBC Sherlock when I remembered some pertinent headstones from St. Agnes in Syracuse. I'm so glad I hadn't posted these sooner; the timing is much better for them now. :)
Along the front strip of the cemetery, parallel to the road and not too far apart from each other...
...Moriarty...
...and Holmes.
The Moriarty even includes a James Moriarty, though I doubt the neighboring Holmes included a Sherlock. However, elsewhere in the cemetery, the surname Sherlock can be found:
24 January 2012
17 January 2012
14 January 2012
A Return to Normalcy
Well, it has certainly been a very long time since I last updated. Life happened. The real kicker was my computer messing up again, though not quite as badly as before, and in any event I wound up buying and installing a brand new hard drive. After that, along with other things, I just kind of completely lost heart in doing this blog. It was only a couple weeks ago that I even reinstalled Picasa, my program of choice for keeping track of my images.
In any event, I have not forgotten about this site, nor am I willing to completely cease updates (contrary to the evidence of the past few months). There will be updates forthcoming.
In other news, I was just reviewing my past entries when I noticed a detail I had missed on one of my last pre-hiatus entries (here).
Look closely where the curtain has been pulled back.
Oh god, it's hands! Well, fingers, really. Dainty little fingers that I assume are supposed to belong to Mrs. Catherine Watrous and positioned as if she were actually standing inside the crypt pushing back the curtains herself.
For some reason it makes me think of the eerie painting "The Hands Resist Him."
In any event, I have not forgotten about this site, nor am I willing to completely cease updates (contrary to the evidence of the past few months). There will be updates forthcoming.
In other news, I was just reviewing my past entries when I noticed a detail I had missed on one of my last pre-hiatus entries (here).
Look closely where the curtain has been pulled back.
Oh god, it's hands! Well, fingers, really. Dainty little fingers that I assume are supposed to belong to Mrs. Catherine Watrous and positioned as if she were actually standing inside the crypt pushing back the curtains herself.
For some reason it makes me think of the eerie painting "The Hands Resist Him."
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