Eve of Full Moon

went out to the Gateway College entrance by the airport to wait for the moon to rise. It came over the pines around 5:40 and I was ready. As the evening wore on, the colder it became. By six, I had to don fleece gloves. It did not help matters I was in shorts with sockless clogs. Only a hoodie and a watch cap. The shutter finger lately for some reason has been numb, either from the dog bite or the hammer hit, but did not make pressing the shutter through the glove easy.
Played around with the white balance of the moon, some coming out a nice blue, others a vivid orange, others white. This was the first shot I took. Towards the end, one plane did pass far away, barely visible. I got three shots before it passed.
In the thirties now.

Repeats

Cinder quarters
Oval torture
Over and over
Grueling goals
Time slaves
Price to pay
Road runners
in the day

No finish line

 

Long after we carried the victors to the square
Cheering their feats so valiantly fleeting
Stacked the cones and folded the chairs
The forgotten race is just unfolding
as around the final mile comes a flashing
one passing the other fading
Sue and Gwen the last finishing
The tape is stretched and Gwen wins!
We pull the trophy from the box
Announce on the megaphone
 the stage sweeper stops
The fleet long since gone
"To the runner up Sue Moody"
"And to the winner Gwen Roebuck"
The sweeper resumes his duties
Never once looking up.

Fall in Florida

In Florida due to our mild climate, our fall is drawn out. While the leaves of the Carolinas peak and fall by October, here, they linger well into December and January.
This particular Sweet Gum leaf made its proud stamp of the state of Florida.

Coming Storms

Always incoming
Always forming
To them running
Never learning


The boy languishes from a hang over
camping in woods with too many
tall necks
The wife lies beside puny
with a migraine
bought upon from
hours before a monitor
The mother wakes and forgets
the day it is
Puts on the Sunday dress
The sister impatiently corrects
a once meek mother
spits back
You are just as your father
the devil resides inside you
and so the hashing at
Huddle house must wait
the storm will not
and so
what I must do
I must do quickly.

Landing zone

 

holding fall

 

There is an escape

 

Cypress Contrast

 

Photo Finish

 

Ibis Conference

 

Cypress show off