here in upstate new york it is the season of perpetual twilight.
the clouds are so thick, and so gray, that no one can cast a shadow - ever.
we are the mole people.
this is a skyscape photograph i took at noon.
yes, this is as bright as it gets here in january and february.
it's really grim.
a mysterious doorway behind the rochester public market.
while waiting for my ride i set down my big bags of citrus fruit in the market's back parking lot and dug my camera out of my purse. i took these quick snapshots and then picked up some primo bits of rusty metal from the curb.
my lucky number.