fingers in a few pies

the photography here is often of a quotidian bent - the oddness of the familiar, the beauty of the ordinary, the striking nature of the commonplace. sometimes this runs to images that could cause an unbidden pricking of the tear duct, an unexplainable twanging of the strings of the heart. pathos is there, maybe. or bathos. or something. 


there are sites with which this one, then, have something in common - those that aggregate images that are a little bit sad in ways you can't always explain. some invite contributions. this is my england is keen to contribute and offerings of this sort have been accepted at:


Sad Stuff on the Street:

UNLOVED GLOVE: