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Archive for March 19, 2017


I found some lichen. It was a macro photo op. I can’t shoot underwater. This is as close asit gets. Neat, I’ve never come across crimson lichen. My skill was up to the task.


But first I was interrupted by a group of curious kids. They were fascinated by a stranger in their playground. And more so they were curious about an Asian stranger in rural West Virginia. They came around and sat next to me and asked what I was doing. I answered and they all moved away to play. Curiosity was satisfied and I was no longer of interest. My fifteen seconds were done. What they will remember of the encounter I do not fathom. I have always been a stranger in a strange land.