
It frosted last night.

One orange tomato hung upon the withered vines.

Five glorious months of tomatoes and it came down to this

last

tomato.

A plaintive baby sign: More! More!

There are no more tomatoes.
Iris & I hiked up Mt. Philo.
From the top, there is a good view of some Charlotte farmlands,
Lake Champlain, and the Adirondack Mountains of New York.

It was a little chilly out…

…but it was not too cold to play in the sandbox.

I was brave enough to ask to take a photo. Why is it so hard? Ideally, I would have been brave enough to ask the doctor to pose as I wanted. As it is, the audioscope is distracting. I should have asked Dr. Stadtmauer to hold it in her left hand, vertically, and use it in a way that shows her profile. I knew that at the time, but I was too afraid to ask. Maybe next time. But how much of a doctor’s time am I allowed to take up asking her to pose? (Yeesh, it costs enough money to go there…) In addition, due to the orange cast of the walls, it is virtually impossible to remove the orange glow from the people in the image. Poo.
Mom & Dad & Dan left today. Family activity: split & stack wood. Iris got to know her uncle Dan.
Dad hardly came inside except to eat. I gave him a pair of $12 gloves for days’ hard labor.
Everyone wore hearing protection. There were no arguments.
Mom gives Iris a slice of Syracuse apple.




A softbox is a photographic lighting device.
Its purpose is to create even, diffused light by directing light through a translucent material.
The effect is that of a window.
With that in mind, I keep an eye on the lighting effects of the window
that I might learn to use such light purposefully.



