There is a time just before dark comes down over the parking lot, when the intense blue of the darkening sky, the sparkle of streetlights and a touch of snow can make a fairyland of a shopping center. We had just been to Carl's Jr. for a Turkeyburger (tasty, cheap, no kitchen mess, and accompanied by the most astonishing old music--My Sharona, The Beatles, even The Monkees!) and there was this magic. I like the way also that a lens makes the parallel lines converge, makes walls and buildings lean. In this case, an already-crooked stop sign adds to the magic. And the red awning gave the necessary fillip to the whole.
Well, I am two weeks in and still cranking! Tomorrow, The Meditations of Marcus Aurelius and the Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon. Honest!!