Monthly Archives: August 2018

dunno, but…

what came after the Springs, a week of it anyway, was a week when water returned

to Dry Creek

and some days even the air was back, considerably raising spirits.

Raisin spurts.

Walsenburg, Thursday –

dinner and a show of Kenny Schneider’s vintage very short films, chaotic enough that you really had to have been there to ‘get’ them, particularly the triply-exposed one “about” Building Libre

…but…fun.

New camera [the old Lumix, dropped at the Ent, developed a fuzzy ‘hair’ in telephoto, and those things never disappear], larger with way more whistles and…WiFi [WTF?] which makes it kind of analogous to a Texas Tundra compared to the original…but we’ll see.  Here’s its first image;

Just to keep things seriously sleepless Aggie got Seriously Skunked in Saturday’s wee hours ensuring the weekend’s beginnings would be Devoted to Deodorization, not entirely effectively,

under skies too blue, fall winds…

Winding down, and out.