December 31, 2008

the year dwindles.




















"And I, perhaps, walking away from the church door, would have something now of the same anonymous arrested look -- captured, as the saying goes, in the picture; serving to show, merely, by human contrast, the dimensions of buildings, to date the photograph unwittingly with my clothes and hair; somebody purloined from a crowd to act as an example. The light itself had dwindled to the joyless sepia of an old photograph."
--Shirley Hazzard, The Bay of Noon