Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Sirens. Sharply defined, solid black column of smoke. Nearby. And east of my house for a change. Put my clothes back on and went looking for it. Turned out to be three blocks east and a block and a half south. Went and shot a roll of film in the (Pentax) K2. Fireman explained that the darker-than-normal smoke was because of an accelerant. A "supposedly inhabited" house, but there was only one piece of furniture in it, so the fireman I spoke to considered it actually vacant.

Came home and was startled to notice that it's about three Kelvins warmer in front of my house than it was down where the fire was. Isn't that a pretty big difference for four blocks?

Then, since I was already up, I loaded the KX and went after the HUGE sheet of ice covering the curb lane and sidewalk of Pratt St. a block west of my house. Folks hanging out on the opposite corner were confused. As I was leaving, one finally came out and asked me what I was taking pictures for. My answer, "Art," seemed to be all the answer he needed though.

Of course, after I got home again and took of my clothes and put on my fuzzy sleeper (too cute -- blue with little yellow ducks all over it), then I thought of how else I could have shot the city-glacier.

There are funky-looking holes and a cracks in the ice sheet. If I can borrow some dolls, or maybe lead miniatures, before the ice melts, I want to pose them to play with the "glacier" idea.

The Muse is toying with me.