Sunday, December 10, 2006
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Winter's Here
We've had an incredibly warm autumn here in southern New England, but last night the temperature dropped well down into the teens (that's something like -9°C) and it never got up as high as 20°F during the day. Of course that's about what the temperature should be in early December, but it's a bit of a shock when we've had temperatures near fifty every day up until now.
I had to do some errands today, and noticed this familiar place looking, well, very "wintry." I find winter frustrating. I just don't like winter light. Doesn't matter whether I'd like to make pictures in color or b&w, use film or digital capture, I simply don't think anything looks good—perhaps I mean looks right—in this pale, wan, harsh light. But Painter Hill, in the next town over, somehow seemed to personify what noontime winter light is all about. Did it so well that I wanted to make a picture. I find that while I still don't like this light, I do kind of like the picture.
While most of the field is planted in corn, a long strip at the right is groomed short, as a runway for the covey of light aircraft that live in and around a Quonset hut hanger near the edge of the road. Locals call it "Roxbury International."
Friday, December 08, 2006
Torrington, ConnecticutWindow
The building is long and narrow, hugging the river that provided power for manufacturing businesses back in the 19th century. The storefronts are being remodeled for new businesses. The large white dish reflected in the window is the downlink for the local newspaper, housed across the street.
The building is long and narrow, hugging the river that provided power for manufacturing businesses back in the 19th century. The storefronts are being remodeled for new businesses. The large white dish reflected in the window is the downlink for the local newspaper, housed across the street.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Shop Window
It says that it's a jewelry store, but the display window is filled with religious objects. There are also hand-written political posters (Bush Lied, Thousands Died) taped to the glass. I want to go back during business hours and learn a little bit about the people who run the place.

Chantal asked in a comment what the store's name was, so I looked in the files and found another picture of what proves to be O'Sullivan's Jewelers.
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