[park blvd, i think]
the weather today was
gorgeous, sunny and eighty
degrees in november. golden saturday
morning overflowing with
brightness, afternoon turning sour
lemon. golden. yellow.
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weaving an imagined tapestry of
this place i call home,
one photographic thread per day
flashes of inspiration and
records of mundanity captured in
the city of palo alto including
the campus of stanford university
this place i call home,
one photographic thread per day
flashes of inspiration and
records of mundanity captured in
the city of palo alto including
the campus of stanford university
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- good news
- round the corner
- bored with clear skies yet?
- for this i am thankful
- not-so-friendly rivalry
- not a secret rivalry
- symbols of a bygone era?
- fantastical creatures underfoot
- polychromatic
- morning moon
- stay a while
- flora mixta
- not your typical road sign
- is this place real?
- this is your captain speaking
- what color was your day?
- floating
- despite the warnings...
- trapped
- one of the reasons why i love this town
- sorry for inconvenient
- we shall see that it is all matter
- no need to water the plants today
- p.a. is for...
- that's why they call it palo alto
- this nation is a young nation
- rush hour
- but then again, if you must travel on four wheels...
- around here the wheel count of choice is two
- november theme day: books
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1 comment:
Mine is something dark brown but I like your bright yellow too.
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