Municipal Band plays to crowd assembled at the Albemarle Charlottesville Historical Society to celebrate the “birthday” of CHO 250 years ago, 12/23/1762
A time capsule was gathered up, a box to be opened in 2062. Citizens were encouraged to leave a note for the future.
Photographer Ed Roseberry, a man whose images comprise a powerful record of more than the past fifty years, was on the job. Shooting with his trusty twin lens Rollieflex.
I found comfort thinking my dog saw only in black and white.
Begin civil twilight 6:57 a.m.
Sunrise 7:27 a.m.
Sun transit 12:12 p.m.
Sunset 4:58 p.m.
End civil twilight 5:28 p.m.
the day after we buried my sister my mom and I drove back down the road
Scanned a negative this morning. Didn’t have to spend any time removing color, adjusting contrast. The year, 1978…
Photographic film is a sheet of plastic (polyester, PET, nitrocellulose or cellulose acetate) coated with an emulsion containing light-sensitive silver halide salts (bonded by gelatin) with variable crystal sizes that determine the sensitivity, contrast and resolution of the film. When the emulsion is sufficiently exposed to light (or other forms of electromagnetic radiation such as X-rays), it forms a latent (invisible) image. Chemical processes can then be applied to the film to create a visible image, in a process called film developing.–Wikipedia
After reading Deuteronomy, seems safer being a vulture.
I heard that she loved roses, long long ago.
Sophia is fine.
But there is a sadness as we approach the still point. Pack members gone. Life changing. Loss of familiar voices. Old ones going going. Dance and sing. Pause, remember, mourn.
At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.–T.S.Eliot
leaving, one limb at a time. Route 20 north between Charlottesville and Orange. Same tree in 2006
I think there used to be a median with trees on route 29.
This new asphalt, District Avenue, runs northwest off Rt. 29 to two-hundred and fifty “luxury apartments” under construction, now leasing.
…living at its finest located in Charlottesville, Virginia, just steps away from The Shops at Stonefield – the new gathering place for Charlottesville residents. We’re close to everything and a haven from it all.–Stonefield Commons