Not yellow.

Hello.

Up.

Riddle:  Why was the parking meter so mad at the lamp post?

You looking at me?

Not really.

But this leaf looks alone.

Did it trip? Or is it about to fall?

As I work on this project, it becomes clearer to me the reason I started this.   I needed to shoot more, yes, but I also needed to work on developing my personal style.  I was told tonight that most great professional photogs work 10 years in the field before their true style emerges.  (Oh.  Good thing I started this endeavor at such a young age, I’ll tell you.)  The other part, was they said to shoot my life.  Shoot what I see, and do, and know.

One thing I see a lot of, every day, are these wonderful rooftops.  For now, I see most of them from the street level.  Maybe, I will be afforded some higher ground on occasion, to see them more closely, and from different angles.

Chimney on Church Street.

Up!

Much to see at the carwash.  This light for example.  I see the light!  Light ’em up.  Lights, camera, action.  Light as a feather.  Dowse the light!

Lights are on, but nobody’s home.

Meet Flip. Flip the Light.

I shot a few things today, but haven’t processed them yet.  So in the mean time:

This shell of a shell, that I knew I could smell, when I walked on the beach, near the water I fell, when I spied this old thing, and yelled “Look at this shell!”