The Crescent Moon, The Church on Spilled Blood
In St. Petersburg, where the maritime climate made the sun ridiculously rare and the moon even less visible, any time I actually did see one of the celestial objects I wanted to photograph it. With just a point-and-shoot, none of the pictures came out as well as one might have hoped. Nevertheless...
Sunrise over the Volga River
Sitting at BNG today, I noticed that the sunlight on the streets was pure, unfiltered through hazy clouds as it had been this morning. I stood up from my computer, walked outside, looked up and pointed at the sun, and went back to my table. Likely everyone in the vicinity thought I was crazy. Likely they are correct.
Still. Sun! And tonight - Red Sox!
1 month ago