Tuesday, July 27, 2010


At my window, watching the sun go, hoping the stars know, it's time to shine.
Daydreams, aloft on dark wings, soft as the sun streams at day's decline.

At My Window, Townes Van Zandt, 1987.

Sun through sycamore
Sun through sycamore

Fire, Ice, and . . . a jogger?
Lighted globes are cool

Later, while reading Ansel's The Camera, the moon began rising in the east.
July Moonrise
The five year old Sony DSC-H1 has so much life left in it! Shot this on timer while knelt down to stabilize the quasi-tripod I have right now. There was another interesting attempt. Fun to rediscover low-light capability of the old camera!

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