August 13th, 2005 at 2:34pm |
It’s quiet, except for the crickets and the sounds of far-off dogs. Behind us is a faint aura of light, pollution from the city below and behind.
Above is a darkened sphere, revealing the most stars I’ve seen in years. I gasp a little when I first see the sky.
It’s so beautiful. And the air is [...]
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August 13th, 2005 at 12:12pm |
In their natural habitat, in daylight. Mingling in colors of different stores, outside the store. These carts want to leave, but can’t. So they wait for the right opportunity to escape, and in the meantime, pretend that they’re just waiting to be returned to the store.
Dueling for space.
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August 13th, 2005 at 12:08pm |
My dad loves classic cars the way I love cats, except he doesn’t coo at them and ask their name and scratch their ears. And there are a ton of nice cars still driving around because there’s no rust.
For reasons of laziness, I don’t end up taking tons of pictures of cars. But I should. [...]
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