It is monsoon season and the colors are deep at sunset. As I look east the sky is a dark blue behind the reddish brown mountains, freckled with green. The clouds are out of focus. They are dollops of color and I can't say where they begin or end.
I turn west and the clouds are sharp in the final glare of the sun. There is a dim gap where there are no clouds to catch the light. The scene doesn't add up. It's hard to resolve against the bright sunset, but there are clouds up in that dark patch. The darkness lies between two sharp lines radiating out from the sun. The lines converge just short of the western horizon where the shadow is as jagged as a mountain top.
It's a shadow cast upward onto the clouds. It seems so obvious now. I must have stared at such a shadow a thousand times before without comprehension. How could I have missed this arm of the night, grasping ahead into the fading daylight?
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Thursday, July 21, 2005
China Pictures: Xiamen
Our Hotel
Call Housekeeping - If You Dare
The View
"Mao's" - Cultural Revolution Themed Chain
No Car Horns
A Surprising Menu Item
Hits the Spot
Xiamen Software Park
The Bay (as seen from the Xiamen Pizza Hut)
Colonial Sights
Seafood Anyone?
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
China Pictures: The Beginning
The Images Among the Rice Patties
Rain on the Rice Patties
Reckless Driving
Documentation Before Safety (just before the second mudslide)
Back the Way We Came
Work is Play
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