Much later, when I was singing on the Mississippi, every other day I drove across Illinois in the dark (5 months a year) and the sun came up in my rear view mirror as the fields sprouted and exploded like time-lapse photography. The new plowed furrows beccame tall canyons of corn which turned green & bown and were cut so that then, once again, we could see past Hubble possibilities---at least within our own local universe. From here I see I was just lucky enough to sccop up a mere handful of pond water and stare down into it and really see what microbes were in there. But I know I missed so much...

I was able to know both ends of the night as well as the midst and the mist of it. None of the photos I took ever did it justice. There was no way to shed proper light on it. But that would've made it day.

Art (yet again---Sorry, this thread must've pushed a button.)