I only had one student show up for class on Saturday, so I cancelled it, and after cleaning up a bit I took a quick walk in the truly amazing dusk light. It didn't turn into much, but the cement silos looked unusually stately in its flattering glow. I also like the single tear.

I posted a bunch of old shots - most aren't any good, or I would have posted them the day I took them. There's a lousy dishtowel picture that delighted me, and I kind of enjoy this snowy abstract. I don't know why my dishtowel always makes me philosophical and fills me with photographic joy, but I'll go with it.