August 5, 2009 Every morning I walk my dog in a 100-acre park across the street from my house; it is my church, my refuge, a place where I have found peace and treasured friends--and lately, breakfast. The wild raspberries are positively delicious.
August 7, 2009 It was another glorious summer day today; even the weather forecasting gadget in my kitchen waxed poetic, characterizing the day as "sunny and delightful." (I'm wondering what it might say about a bitter January day..."overcast and miserable" perhaps?) Trying for a photo of the cloud-dappled blue sky that wasn't boring and mundane, I headed to my local greenhouse and shot the sky through the ceiling of the structure.
August 8, 2009 I went down to Cos Cob harbor in search of inspiration this afternoon, but all my photos of boats and reflections bored me. On the way back to my car I noticed this laden telephone pole--I loved the strong lines of the pole and wires, and figured I could tart up the photo in Photoshop with a texture or two.
