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My dear old friend and former photography partner, Bill Wertz, has passed away.  Some of my followers here knew him, so I invite you to see more on Bill at my Happy Hog Rot photography blog.

THE PAST, EXPLAINED

What is the past?
A vast speckled darkness
Where points of light beckon,
Or cry, stay away!

What is the past?
Is it alive, its breath
The fricatives of our dreams?
Or is it dead,
A chamber filled with the bones
And artifacts of faded
Hopes and ambitions?

Is the past a funhouse mirror,
Where space is warped the way
Einstein said it would be?
We should have believed him,
Instead of mistaking sycophancy
For wisdom, bobbing our heads
To the tunes of liars and despots.

The past is the guest
who has overstayed their welcome.
The past is an invasive plant,
Growing where it isn’t wanted,
Impossible to eradicate.
The past is a child,
Who never stops seeking attention.
The past is everywhere, yet hidden,
By the clouds of illusion,
That allow us to say,
I was there,
I did that,
I am who I think I am
Even if I may be
badly mistaken.

         — Dennis Hathaway 6/26/2021

On my morning walk down to my workspace, I engaged in my customary documentation of the neighborhood crows, especially watchful for murders …

Then I heard a buzzing above and behind me, turning to see that a very small drone, probably not more than one foot in width or diameter, was hovering at about ten or twelve feet from the ground.

No sooner than I turned and grabbed an image (with my fixed-length 105mm lens) of the thing, it quickly sped skyward.  And then it disappeared into the distance.

Seems to be a case of mutual surveillance…

At first I thought they had matching masks …

As an extension to my ongoing Windshield Photography projects, appropriate now to my dotage I am undertaking an Armchair Photography project (actually have been doing this for quite a while). An example photographed from my TV screen:

Whoops. This was intended for posting at HHR, not WhileBusy. Oh, well …

Something of a mystery surrounds this image that I came across this week while attempting to review and sort and declutter some of the decades-old imagery and other detritus in my workspace.  Jump to HHR for more of the story.

With Jrasite in mind …