October 12, 2011

  • put down the camera

    So I’ve discovered you can’t really take a picture of the moon.  Ok. I can’t.  Which I suppose is just fine.  Photography not my thing anyhow.  What you can’t see from this picture was amazing.  The moon itself had those very cool and clear dark patches (and was coincidentally the same moon from my car fire/foot long caterpillars and alien invasion dream- but that’s another story.)  Then a ring around the moon which you can almost see in this boring photo.  What you can’t at all see was the second ring and the clouds shifting the image.  Yea, ok.  Guess you had to be there. 

    And maybe you were.  Because I was quietly singing “somewhere out there” in my head and having contemplations about shinyness and cosmic connections and stuff.  You may point and laugh.  It’s ok.

    150 year old oak tree from across the street.  It dumps leaves for fabulous leaf piles, keeps the squirrels very busy, and is generally just a tribute to how fleeting we are in the scheme of things.

    There.  I figured out how to stick in photos.  Now I’m like everybody else.  Yea, me.

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