Night lights
The Pilot House at dusk tonight from the stairs to our rental apartment's upper deck, under the waxing moon.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
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- The heat's back on
- Calming
- It's the piano
- Island in the storm
- Officer on deck
- If you see Kay . . .
- Building the frame
- Gone with the (fear of the) wind
- Fireworks on a stalk
- Getting our ducts in a row
- Professional to the Max
- Destined for supporting roles
- Gentle rain all night
- Lolling on Solares Hill
- Ready on deck
- Hide in plain sight
- The pipes, the pipes are calling
- Meanwhile, on Simonton
- Appropriate? I'm certified!
- Water management
- Absolutely ducky
- Making the cut
- Opening doors
- Hittin' it hard
- Above and beyond -- and done
- Angels rush in
- Every which way
- Night lights, revisited
- Bien viaje, Tomás
- Unveiled
- My apologies, Mr. B
- Storms? They come and go
- Gotcha
- Trapper John
- Lucid dream
- Going at it high and low
- Night lights
- Levels of the game
- Legacy
- Slowly but quite surely
- Blushing beauty
- Board meetings
- Tin at last
- Getting ready
- Moving right along
- 'Light! More light!'
- And the band plays on
- TLC for Ref
- Hmm
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