February 26, 2026
I tried today, I really did try to accomplish something concrete, but I'm afraid I failed.
A blood orange red engine riding backwards, car number 3 traveling east. So often it is the westbound trains we see during the day, but today the engine could be seen through the woods where the creak passes under Fairview and you can spot the train headed east. Today I got there just as the front engine went by and the 3rd engine was the color of
that specific orange red
jackets of the trauma team
the orange I bought an hour later.
The white Trinitarian church upon the undisturbed snow that has been accumulating since Sunday. The steeple freshly painted, almost nondistinctive against the flat snow field. White on white, semi glossy on semi glossy, only my brain could determine edges.
Frozen thick icicles falling off the edges of the dam by the bridge. To capture it one has to be fast, but cars were coming in both directions.
Six deer changed directions in time to keep me from hitting one, but also so that I could not take the photo fast enough. Six deer jumping through woods covered in snow with shadow stripes and fallen logs blocking their way.
The color of the last three minutes of sunset, from raspberry to grape to midnight blue, not collectable by camera lens.
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