I can’t help myself; everything must have bokeh. I’m taking pictures of any and everything, like this little votive holder.
And this super cute hyacinth bud. If I bought more of them, when they flowered I’d have a Hyacinth Bouquet! Ha!
I don’t know what this is called, but how cool!
It went ALL over the sky. Very interesting!
Edit: The man just told me that they are vapor trails. Boo. I like the spectre of the unknown better.
Okay, I sort of forgot this space existed. But it’s a new year and in my zeal to start over there are many (scads, even!) hopes of writing.
Okay, at least once or twice in 2016. And this counts as one.
Anyway, these boids looked like they had the kind of night my dogs did: mildly terrifying. I now hate any holiday that involves loud noises.
I imagine them in conversation thusly…
“Dude, what’d you do last night?”
“Oh, Charlie and I went out partying… oops, there he goes! Little too much canal water over near the tuna plant, you know?”
“Really, Charlie? Get it together man!”