On Friday night, the elements combine to create an eerie welcome to night. The sky opened wide and clear over Wellpinit, allowing the moon to cast a mournful glimmer over all the trees, while the air stood perfectly still and cold. The Presbyterian Church recently disbanded, and now the building reminds me of a ghost with its darkened windows and pale white walls. As I stand outside, I decide this makes a great blog photograph, but then a shiver runs through my body and I quickly return to the warmth of my friends and their glowing fire.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Night
On Friday night, the elements combine to create an eerie welcome to night. The sky opened wide and clear over Wellpinit, allowing the moon to cast a mournful glimmer over all the trees, while the air stood perfectly still and cold. The Presbyterian Church recently disbanded, and now the building reminds me of a ghost with its darkened windows and pale white walls. As I stand outside, I decide this makes a great blog photograph, but then a shiver runs through my body and I quickly return to the warmth of my friends and their glowing fire.
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