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| Waiting for the Bus, 7:50 a.m., Wednesday May 1st |
The fog-shrouded skyline yesterday morning took
the city back to a time long before there was
ever a "skyline." The only buildings likely to have
been peeping above the tree line were the church spires.
This morning, the buildings have dropped their
shrouds, retaining the gray, still blocking out
much of the sun. But the morning's
golden light still bends around the granite, still sneaks
between the limestone blocks, providing this
runner a well-lit path as he gets in one last run before
the Indy Mini-Marathon this coming Saturday.
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| Waiting for the Bus, 7:50 a.m., Thursday May 2nd |
2 comments:
The fog is like a blank canvas. Aren't you tempted to draw some rolling hills and trees on it?
Dive, hahaha! Love the fog shot and yet dread seeing it in the hour before sunrise when I have an early flight - delays!
Bises,
Genie
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