Photographing at dusk Wednesday and dawn Thursday, the same subject and not a minute to soon. A heron flew west at 6:33 a.m. as a road crew in the process of gathering men and machines for the hot work day ahead, held up lanes of traffic one way and another.
Twin baby raccoons were lying dead together at the base of a stop sign, sad to say. My camera caught them as I saw them: out of the corner of my eye.
On Sunday we’ll be three. What’s your question to me?