cindyloughridge:
she took the midnight train going anywhere
cindyloughridge:
Aint no pretty other side
cindyloughridge:
Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet
cindyloughridge:
What is the city but the people?
cindyloughridge:
spree
cindyloughridge:
You know what day it is-keh
cindyloughridge:
Full Wolf Moon
cindyloughridge:
the city below
cindyloughridge:
Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum
cindyloughridge:
bokeh of carolers
cindyloughridge:
a hazy shade of autumn
cindyloughridge:
blur
cindyloughridge:
One day I will learn to focus with the SX-70
cindyloughridge:
happy early bokeh wednesday
cindyloughridge:
Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star
cindyloughridge:
The language of life
cindyloughridge:
city of bokeh
cindyloughridge:
All natural shapes blazing unnatural light
cindyloughridge:
Light the first light of evening, as in a room
cindyloughridge:
stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night
cindyloughridge:
yesterday's visitor
cindyloughridge:
The smell of wet pavement
cindyloughridge:
When he opens his eyes, he is shocked to see her staring at him. She smiles at his alarm. "You don't mind, I hope
cindyloughridge:
at twilight
cindyloughridge:
The rain is back
cindyloughridge:
It's been a while....
cindyloughridge:
splash
cindyloughridge:
There are no plaid shirts in this photo
cindyloughridge:
Fog-keh
cindyloughridge:
bokeh glob
