The Forlorn Nightgown

Due to cable problems, I've been without internet service for a while. In the meantime, I've kept myself busy taking pictures of my nightgown flapping forlornly on the line. Of  course. What else would I be doing? 

At the very least it gives the neighbors something to gossip about.

;)

Night Garden

A hummingbird moth flits through the shrubbery at 4 AM. Or maybe it's really a tiny little fairy, who knows. It's cool either way.

Royal Wedding

 In the wee hours of July 29, 1981, crowds had gathered in London to watch the wedding procession of Lady Diana Spencer and the Prince Of Wales. Meanwhile, in the states, I was asleep under the night sky, dreaming of luminous moths in the tall prairie grass.

The image has stayed with me ever since, these unrelated events forever linked in some amorphous fashion.

Occasionally, the mysteries of childhood are fated to remain mysterious.