Friday, December 12, 2008

illuminated



[memorial church, stanford]

façade with a halo of sunlight

Thursday, December 11, 2008

twilight cloaked in conifers



[webster st at hamilton ave]

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

look east



[view from hoover tower, stanford]

in the foreground, stanford football stadium; beyond,
a thin strip of the san francisco bay. cross
the dumbarton bridge into the east bay hills, and
on into the horizon...

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

fading season



[main quad, stanford]

getting chilly around here,
dropped below forty degrees fahrenheit
last night (that's cold for around here).
most trees are bare by now (except
the evergreens, of course); this one still had most
of its leaves just a couple of weeks ago.

Monday, December 8, 2008

summer color on a winter day



[middlefield rd]

spotted on an aimless and
disillusioned wandering
in late november

Sunday, December 7, 2008

ice cubes



[gates bldg reflected on hewlett bldg, stanford]

normally at this time of year, i would
use "ice cubes" to refer to the weather
somehow. but it's not quite that cold here.
just an aesthetic reminiscence in this
building (do you sense a theme in the names
on this part of campus?)

Saturday, December 6, 2008

larger than a garden gnome



[melville ave near alma st]

i don't know anything about this
sculpture, and i am especially
in the dark as to why it includes what
appears to be a humanoid figure without
a head. but the fact that someone has this
giant piece of metal in their front yard made it
photoworthy enough for me.

Friday, December 5, 2008

sticks and stones



[main quad, stanford]

scarlet foliage glowing
on an autumn morning

Thursday, December 4, 2008

sail away



[webster st at coleridge ave]

the weather's nice,
the surface calm and smooth:
good day for a skywatching voyage!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

meet me on the roof



[rooftop of green library viewed from hoover tower, stanford]

last week of classes: need a
break from studying? tiptoe
away from your carrel hidden
in the corner, slip between the
shelves past vonnegut, vollmer,
vizenor, vidal, then glide down
the aisle between udall through
updike and hemingway through
hinton, steinbeck through
stowe and faulkner through
fitzgerald, and sail up the spiral
staircase into the gazebo crown, out
through liquid french windows and a-
light on the sundeck. i'll be
there.