(November 17, 2013 at 3:09 pm)whateverist Wrote: I thought it might be a nice way to get the flavor of each others' surroundings and life to post a picture of something we see. Maybe it will be a favorite room or bookshelf or a storefront or someone's front garden. You're going to see some shots from walks with the pooch and the garden here from me. But I'll have to get you some shots from out and about my sketchy neighborhood too. Might throw in a look at my school's garden and Lia's studio.
Here is a picture I just shot in the garden on a cool, fall morning with some cloud cover.
Same general direction from further back in the garden.
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Damn your good with macro
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
