The moon over Toronto. These are untouched images straight from the camera's eye.
Click on any image below, and a black lightbox will open for optimal viewing with all the images like moon stamps along the bottom.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Moon over Toronto
Out walking my dog early yesterday evening and rounded a corner by a park. Blinding light imprinted my retinal nerve. Hurried home to get my video camera. A huge moon tangled in autumn leaves.
The moon over Toronto. These are untouched images straight from the camera's eye.
Click on any image below, and a black lightbox will open for optimal viewing with all the images like moon stamps along the bottom.
The moon over Toronto. These are untouched images straight from the camera's eye.
Click on any image below, and a black lightbox will open for optimal viewing with all the images like moon stamps along the bottom.
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