Bonjour Montreal!
I think I had somebody else’s dreams last night. Places I didn’t recognize, events with no personal meaning, nobody I knew. It’s made for a strange morning.
My wife surprised me with an amazing concert of one of my favorite bands, Djangophonique (Link), at the Detroit Institute of Art.
The sun’s morning reminder that no matter the cloud cover, or how bad last nights storm was, it’s still here.
How can people not know what beauty this is?
I’ve taken it for granted my whole life
Since the day I was born
I’m up here swirling, ass-over-tea-kettle, through a season where words fail to express what I feel or think.
I finally have a wide angle lens.🙌🏻 Looking forward to being able to have more choices when capturing views.
The firebird must have been released from its cage this morning as cotton candy colors intensely saturated the clouds. Its passing was short but I was glad to witnesss and enjoy it.
While listening to a podcast discussing Star Wars: Attack of The Clones, arguably the worst of all the films, one host points out a hidden gem amongst the mess. One of the main characters, Obi-wan, visits the Jedi archives (a sci-fi private library) …