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< September 2024

September 1, 2024
Beneath a brow too fair for frowning, like moon-lit deeps that glass the skies till all the hosts above seem drowning . . . Looked forth her steadfast hazel eyes, with gaze serene and purely wise. And over all, her tresses rare, which, when, with his desire grown weak, the Night bent down to kiss her cheek, entrapped and held him captive there. Her loveliness was not alone of face and form and tresses` hue. For aye a pure, high soul shone through her every act. PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR

September 2, 2024
Nature always wins. It`s Monday and my neighborhood is still in lockdown. I`ve got nothing to do today but smile. PAUL SIMON A new high heel shoe has mysteriously appeared (see March 17, 2024) and it seems engineered to last forever. My backyard is smaller than your living room.

September 3, 2024
The Courthouse Square fountain continues to evolve (see August 8, 2024). The Dayton Arcade continues to evolve. Can I live here? Oh the regrettable things we do to secure our cars. Schuster schadows (see January 19, 2021). Someone went past riding this bike as I was taking the photos from September 1 above. They didn`t get far.

September 4, 2024
I walked through a construction zone to get to work. At lunchtime I went to the river to ponder my existence, but someone was already there pre-pondering. A look of distrust. A momentary fragment from a flawless day. Did you get my letters?

September 5, 2024
It was a quiet morning by the pond. The sun wasn`t up yet. The light came from my camera. It has begun. My little chickadee. Snap, step closer. Snap, step. Snap, step, it ran away.

September 6, 2024
Sweet Lizzy Project is from Cuba, by way of Nashville. People in the crowd sang the lyrics and held up signs. Sweet Lizzy Project is a small band with big talent. I`ve been listening to a lot of their music lately. She`s like a blend of Shakira and Alanis Morissette.

September 7, 2024
I`m usually comfortably at home at sunset. Tonight I taught a class called Golden Hour Photography. This is not one of the students. A face only a mother hog could love. A glimpse into the past.

September 8, 2024
I nearly got hit by a ball, but I like being up close. And when I`m far away, my camera still gets the shot. College athletics really bring people together. Maybe the previous caption belongs here. I saw a bloody nose, a yellow card and lots of contact.

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