capturing the eclipse using a filter:




before and after:





and a taste of the old china:




+listening to: in the wee small hours of the morning by frank sinatra
BUILDING A FAKE FUTURE, IN HOPES THAT THE REAL FUTURE WILL SHOW UP TO MATE WITH IT
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
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