#207
The light tonight was curious. A storm cell came flying through here, very little lightening, lots of rain, and then a pink clearing. Everything was reflecting kind of a salmon pink. I've photographed this door before, but tonight I found it especially intriguing.
7/26/2010
Five years ago, how small the girls were; this is another image from that week they camped out in my yard.
I'm trying to organize myself to be productive and write for a week. It actually makes me nervous to commit to write for one week. I am promising myself I will write Tuesday afternoon until the following Monday afternoon. I'm scheduling in some photo time, too, but mainly I will write.
The amount of construction going on in this town is astounding, I'm floored by it. Tonight's glow reflected off puddles in mud in a huge construction site. The fact that I photographed ugliness over beauty is not symbolic of anything, it just is. I ran uptown to pick up a little pizza and this is what I saw at 8 o'clock.
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