Things Happened Here

A little rain must fall.

Now it begins.

Rain. Heat. Humidity. A southern summer.

I’ve gotten used to it, but it lasts so long. We’ll be lucky if the weather begins to cool off in mid-October. Although with the pandemic age, time still has almost no meaning. I continue to think Friday is either Thursday or Saturday. I continue to awaken at strange times.

I had a lot of end of the month work to do, so when I woke up this morning I had a coffee and sat down in front of the computer. I worked steadily for a while. I had another coffee. It dawned on me that it was still dark outside. It was 4 am. I would have gone back to bed, but after two coffees and a lot of thinking I was wide awake.

I just stayed up.

The dogs thought that I was being ridiculous.

We’ll see what happens tomorrow.


It happened again.

The mayor posted on social media. She said because she knew many people make a very long weekend of The 4th of July she wished everybody a happy holiday. She wrote in an offhand way, that we should stay safe, stay hydrated and wear our masks.

She was attacked again. She’s a Democratic mayor. So, comments ranged from damn liberals to even worse about her political affiliation.


The Picture

You know me. See it. Shoot it. Luckily, I was at a light. At night. I made a lot of pictures.

Stay safe. Stay mighty. Enjoy a bowl of salad.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at or For a quick look at my work please go to

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