2010-02-14
A warm and woolly heart
I spent yesterday evening watching TV with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marypcb, while she knitted. I thought she was working on a draught excluder to keep the office a little warmer. I was wrong. It wasn't a draught excluder at all.
This morning she gave me this:
What a lovely surprise!
I think I need to pay more attention to those needles in the future.
Also another test of my new fisheye lens adaptor
marypcb, while she knitted. I thought she was working on a draught excluder to keep the office a little warmer. I was wrong. It wasn't a draught excluder at all.This morning she gave me this:
What a lovely surprise!
I think I need to pay more attention to those needles in the future.
Also another test of my new fisheye lens adaptor
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Sunset Rocks
The red rocks of Zion change with the light.
At dawn they're orange, as the yellow light of the rising sun floods across the high desert.
At midday they're almost too bright to look at directly, sandwiched between the white of the high limestone and the green of the valley.
And at sunset they flame red, red, red. Above the pinnacles and cliffs the sky fades to pale blue, and the airliners flying the great circle north from LA and Vegas shine bright, trailing white contrails north.
Springdale, Utah
January 2010
At dawn they're orange, as the yellow light of the rising sun floods across the high desert.
At midday they're almost too bright to look at directly, sandwiched between the white of the high limestone and the green of the valley.
And at sunset they flame red, red, red. Above the pinnacles and cliffs the sky fades to pale blue, and the airliners flying the great circle north from LA and Vegas shine bright, trailing white contrails north.
Springdale, Utah
January 2010