basketball stars
...with another heat wave burning though the 518 area this week, last night was no exception. With fans running to cool down the house, I drifted off to a slumber by the whirling and humming of mechanical breeze. At 3:15 AM, I woke to stillness. No power, no noise. No flashlight. Barefoot, I make my way down to the kitchen where a flashlight sits. As luck has it, I stepped on broken glass of our butter dish. One of our three cats is a little bit of a snoop dog, always nosing around in the kitchen. At times pure luck is on my side, no blood, no need to wake the wife to pull out shards of glass from my foot, ( I stepped on the rounded smooth part of the butter dish.) No sense in trying to get another hour of sleep, so I grab the camera and tripod and head outside to a crystal clear early morning. Wishing for coffee, and waiting for the power to come back on, I composed a few starry eyed images. Is it nap time yet! PS; power is back on!
basketball stars
...with another heat wave burning though the 518 area this week, last night was no exception. With fans running to cool down the house, I drifted off to a slumber by the whirling and humming of mechanical breeze. At 3:15 AM, I woke to stillness. No power, no noise. No flashlight. Barefoot, I make my way down to the kitchen where a flashlight sits. As luck has it, I stepped on broken glass of our butter dish. One of our three cats is a little bit of a snoop dog, always nosing around in the kitchen. At times pure luck is on my side, no blood, no need to wake the wife to pull out shards of glass from my foot, ( I stepped on the rounded smooth part of the butter dish.) No sense in trying to get another hour of sleep, so I grab the camera and tripod and head outside to a crystal clear early morning. Wishing for coffee, and waiting for the power to come back on, I composed a few starry eyed images. Is it nap time yet! PS; power is back on!