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365 Days of Photography with Day Number 104-107…

Day 104…

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Day 106…

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Day 107…

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365 Days of Photography with Day Number 99-100…

Day 99…

©365-99Those clouds of mist out there, those we’ve been experiencing for the past few nights, that seem to roll in with each layer of fog, I’m railing protest against. It’s like a heavy noise but right on the lens. So, I decided upon a throwback to better days and better ways. Damp free. 

Day 100…

©365-100Floyd was playing when I took this. Floyd kind of puts me in those artsy moods. It was Pigs (Three Different Ones), from Animals. Opened for thirty seconds, dominated with a 600ex-rt flash, then my iPhone. No sweat. Another Dennis inspired shot.

365 Days of Photography with Day Number 97-98…

These are the After Hours. Pay attention. Notice the switch that turned off the stars and catapulted that governing light of night. Clear drafts greet your lungs cold. You’re spying through a collection of impressions stretched in uneven shadows while ambiance plays on your minds eye. 

And coffees nearby. Always.

Day 97…

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Day 98…

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For Dennis. Thanks.

365 Days of Photography with Day Number 37…

Day Number 37…

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365 Days of Photography with Day Number 32…

Day Number 32…

©365-32Autumns brew stirs mysteriously amid All Hallow’s Eve. Bwahaha.

365 Days of Photography with Day Number 25…

Day Number 25… 

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All Terrain

©SC4 copyAll terrain. There’s tire marks on this sculpture. Wide tire marks. Like, you know, from a mountain bike. I’d love to see what they’re doing off of this. And it used to be BMX. 

Violet

Sa2Violet blankets of camas drape lower Bush Park.

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 80… Nippiness

Here is Day Number 80…

Adjusted80 Been out on a few late evening walks. Mostly downtown, since Salem is the happening place. Weather wise, it’s been nice. Yeah, it’s beginning, the whole September nippiness. I guess that’s actually a word. Not quite fall, but you can feel it starting to happen. It’s the same thing every year, however with us Oregonians it’s kind of a big deal, because we all love fall and we all hate to see summer go. If you’re from So Cal, then you have no idea what I’m even talking about.

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