These sad chairs are waiting for the summer sun.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
West Mountain in the Morning
I live in a beautiful place. It's easy to forget. This is what I see as I turn down the street I live on every day. Sometimes I can't see that mountain, sometimes it's clearer than it is today.
There's something about the solitude of that location, West Mountain, compared with the suburbia before it.
You're looking across the most densely populated mormon habitat in the world.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Mountain in the Morning
I turn the corner and this is what I see. Every morning. Usually it's smoggy -- today it was clear. See the line that delineates where the sun is stricking over the tops of the mountain, whose shadow I am still in.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
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