Tuesday, Jun. 14, 2005 - 6:48 p.m.
and me without my camera

Now the sky is split. To the west, bright sun, billowing clouds filtering the sun into shafts of light falling to earth. To the east, a darkness advances. Blackened forms of air and water blocking the sky, bringing lightening and thunder, move in unison to crush out the sun. But now, all I can feel is the rising wind, cooling the air and becoming more dense as the storm approaches. I am alone here, the only one who sees it, and I know it is coming.


ne gallum quidem...

old fish - red fish? blue fish? - new fish