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Last Night. December 19, 2008

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So last night was busy, and I got distracted.

And you didn’t get t see what I saw, because I didn’t post it.

Sorry.  I’m feeble like that.

But I did save the pictures, in case I should come around, and I have, and here they are.

Heaven, as sampled from the evening sky over Mount Greylock:


…and Hell, as depicted from a hilltop two miles away, all glittery and seductive:


Both courtesy of Gizmo, thank you sir!

Odds ‘N’ Ends. December 1, 2008

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Random photos from the past week, some with snow and some without.  Sorry for the temporal non sequitur.

Inclement Weather – firs in a fog:


…and a snow squall in the High Country:


…and an eddy in the West Branch of the Deerfield crystallizes on a sunless morning:


Damned cold, it was.

Here’s something a tad greener, another shot from Williamstown:


Similar to an Autumn shot I posted.

Here’s one of me deep in the bowels of a huge split boulder:


That felt kind of surreal.

And of course, a sunset, or what has come closest to passing for one this past week:


And that is all.

It Rained Today. October 26, 2008

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So I slept in.  It’s hard to get motivated to go tromping around in the rain when you could be sleeping in, especially when your job makes you a Monday through Friday 5am kinda guy.

So I pulled the comforter up tight and rolled over and slept in.

When I did get up, the pallid grayness of the world outside slowed my movements, imparting a low-light torpor to my world, as though I might be getting ready to hibernate for the winter.

But I’m not.  I’m getting ready to dive chest deep into winter.

So I shook off the torpor, threw on some clothes and headed out.

Outside, the heavens were held at bay by a swirling gray blanket, clouds scuttling by in a ground-level mist, intermittent wipers a must.  I headed up into Hawley, hoping to get a view back down into the valley.

I got lucky.  As I four-wheeled out to a remote point in the hills, the rain let up and the mists consolidated in the valleys, and I got these shots:

Sometimes I find myself at a loss to express my appreciation for the world in which I live.  This is, after all, Massachusetts, inextricably linked to visions of Boston Commons and Cape Cod.

But Western Massachusetts isn’t that.  It’s this.  And I love it.

No Moon! October 15, 2008

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Sorry, no Full Moon this month – either I was in the way wrong place or the Eastern sky was cloudy.

So my “practice shots” will be my best efforts for now.

But this afternoon the sky was kind, providing clear light and some interesting clouds.

A Chapel at Williams College:

I liked the perspective on that.

A maple and clouds:

An interesting sky:

Some clouds:

A golden hillside:

…And a sunset sky, the first I’ve seen in a while:

So, no moon, but the shutter clicks away.

Hope it works for you.

Good Saturday Morning! September 6, 2008

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Actually, I took this shot yesterday on the way to work:

I didn’t have time for a tripod or filters, so I just shot it from my van window.

Surprisingly, it came out ok!

The Weather. August 5, 2008

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Morning fog giving way to hazy sunshine:

Then becoming cloudy, with breaks of sun. Expect scattered storms, some possibly strong:

The local forests will love it. They’ll be thick and lush and heavy with the juices of the season:

And you’ll be up to your knees in weeds!

A Night Sky. April 25, 2008

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From this evening:

An Illustrated Apology December 29, 2007

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There are times when I wake, roll over, and find myself facing A Wall.

I sit up and rub my eyes. I blink. I try to re-focus. But it’s still there.

I stand, bend, stretch, stand again. I turn slowly through a 360, looking for a door, a gate, a window.


It’s a monochrome wall, compact, featureless. No cracks, no edges. No way to scale it. No way around it. Nothing in here but me.

I dress inside My Wall, drink some coffee, grab my camera and hit The Road. Perhaps I’ll find an archway, a link to the outside.

Or perhaps not.

Maybe I’ll just drive around taking pictures of The World Outside. Maybe I’ll see some measure of beauty which will heal my soul. Maybe I’ll find a way to understand The Beautiful Hell in which we live.

For some time now, words have failed me. I have the sense that I know something which no one should have to know. It’s like I’m writing an Important Message in the low-tide sands with the side of my foot, trying to communicate with a distant future which will never even know I tried.

For what it’s worth, here are a few images of what I saw today.





I’m sorry. I know there’s work to be done, but sometimes I just can’t do it.

I guess this is just one of those times.