I’ve written about my love for anachronisms before.
Tonight I found this beautiful image of Victorians picnicking under a giant cactus in the National Archives. What do you suppose they discussed there on that afternoon all those years ago?
I’ve written about my love for anachronisms before.
Tonight I found this beautiful image of Victorians picnicking under a giant cactus in the National Archives. What do you suppose they discussed there on that afternoon all those years ago?