For a day that was supposed to be wet and stormy it certainly had a fabulous beginning. The light was wonderful and changed by the second. It was a day to be quick. Then came the trauma of choosing just one photograph to post here. Down on the Thea Foss Waterway there is a plethora of beauty to photograph from moss on concrete steps to dilapidated but still used buildings contrasting to newer glass and steel of downtown. The water reflections were clear, the flowers were mere reservoirs for last night's rains and the sky was an organized confusion of variegated blues overlay-ed with whites ranging to angry deep grays. This photograph won out because of its symphony of blue hues.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Day 40 March 31, 2010
For a day that was supposed to be wet and stormy it certainly had a fabulous beginning. The light was wonderful and changed by the second. It was a day to be quick. Then came the trauma of choosing just one photograph to post here. Down on the Thea Foss Waterway there is a plethora of beauty to photograph from moss on concrete steps to dilapidated but still used buildings contrasting to newer glass and steel of downtown. The water reflections were clear, the flowers were mere reservoirs for last night's rains and the sky was an organized confusion of variegated blues overlay-ed with whites ranging to angry deep grays. This photograph won out because of its symphony of blue hues.
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