UVA students and parents are swarming the main grounds of UVA. A mile west, on top of Observatory Hill (aka Mount Jefferson?), nothing going on.
This is a timeless spot, a little bit shabby. No one is delegated to paint roses here. Leander McCormick Observatory
1006 Forest Street. When I was growing up these masonry units were the height of style.
Working on a marker. Type here not quite right. Time flies. Love the people you love.
Scanned a black and white negative this morning. Apple Inc is making this hard to do. If I were to upgrade
beyond OS 10.6.8 my scanner would turn into a brick.
It was a delight to have no processing choices regarding color.
The Tri-X decided.
Rainy day. Highway 58 parallel to the Ryukyu Ridge, 1000 feet from East China Sea. Not in the Chesapeake Bay watershed.
Not schooled in the writing. Proceeded based on how things looked rather than the text block.
Made some mistakes.
I’ve been reading a book by Ruth Benedict. Wish we could raise her up from the dead
to write the story of class, race, politics and power in the little town of Charlottesville.
Car runs better with a bear, raccoon in the tank. I have a faint memory of US gas stations and their representative animals “put a tiger in your tank”.