Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Wolverines!
Turns out my mom was into this whole WWW thing before anyone, as this old shoe box shows.
And you thought people in Hush Puppies had trouble staying au courant.
(That’s the strangest looking wolverine I’ve ever seen, though.)
And you thought people in Hush Puppies had trouble staying au courant.
(That’s the strangest looking wolverine I’ve ever seen, though.)
Friday, November 21, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
The Fire Down Below
In the picture above, it’s blowing, hard, from right to left (east to west).
Humidity is in single digits. Temperature is like an August day.
Over the mountains, the air is crystal clear.
From Long Beach, even further west, the smoke looks dramatic. Curling white and black ashes float down from the sky like snowflakes. The light on the street is yellow; stripes of blue show through between long brushstrokes of brown sky. The sun descends blood red, marking what Cormac McCarthy calls an evening redness in the west.
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