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Tag: Evening

  • Bag ‘o Bones

    Ooh spooky. How much is that skeleton in the window, the one with the long gray hair? Okay, that’s weird. We are into the last couple of weeks before Halloween. It’s gonna be a little boring out here in the field. But, there is plenty to do in C’ville. So, we’ll do it there. The…

  • They Might Be Lost

    L et’s start with this. Thank you to the couple of you who reached out after yesterday’s post. And, even a bigger thank you to those who didn’t. Here’s the thing. I come from the school of thought that defines insanity as doing the same thing over and over again and hoping for a different…

  • Another Park, Another Sunday

    T he caption says it all. Another way. I keep reading what a great camera the iPhone 12 is supposed to be. I had better be because it’s a terrible phone. I decided to test it. I made this photograph towards the end of dusk. That means I made a time exposure. I wasn’t sure…

  • Fly Me to the Moon

    Moonrise over New Orleans. I wasn’t going to publish this picture yet, but a friend of mine posted a moonrise over the Long Island Sound, so I thought I’d better do this today. Moons seem to have a lot to do with 2021. If you believe in such things, we are entering the Age of…

  • It Takes You There

    Around dusk. Dusk. Purple skies for which to be grateful. The picture doesn’t exactly look like clouds, but trust me, they are. I was out walking, I wasn’t doing too much talking, when I looked up and saw this. Whew. Nature outdid herself, I thought. I went on a fool’s mission of trying not to…

  • A Cloud

    A single cloud. With the face of a dog. Drifting in the early evening. As a prelude. To the storm to come. There are two. The big one, that I mentioned yesterday. And, the little one, which arrived in the early morning. Within three hours it managed to dump nine inches of rain in our…

  • A Summer’s Evening

    Southern Nights. That’s a song written by the late, great Allen Toussaint. In the live version of the song, he talks through a very long opening about what nights like the one in this picture meant to him. After a week like we just had, looking up and seeing this meant the world. To me.…

  • Plus One.

    Yes. I’m still doing the Halloween thing. I’ll work a good part of the evening tonight and again tomorrow night on all things seasonal. But, I was sort of boring myself with spooky stuff. I can just imagine how you feel. So, I thought how about a seasonal picture of a different sort? I saw this…

  • On The Way Home

    After working for a couple of hours on Algiers Point it was time to go home. I felt photographically fulfilled. That’s pretty much the whole point, isn’t it? Since the golden light seemed to just crash into the ground, we left the Westbank before darkness actually arrived. As usual, I propped the camera on the…