I have a cupcake of a back porch, a thimble of a porch, a little slab of concrete that emerges from the kitchen door/window.  If I sit here, as I am now, I am facing some serious trees.  There is one to the left that is about sixty feet high, I’d wager, though I’m not good at guessing height like that.  The sun is just about to go down for the night.  The temperature is about perfect by my standards, although a little cool on the skin.  So far, southeastern NY has not gotten the heavy heat that has visited other parts of the country this month.

It’s also intriguing how relentless immersion into the Internet makes me reach outside, and as I can see from the #clmooc images and projects that others have posted today, I am not alone in this.  Food, cats, even the grave marker of a beloved pet, children, crafting, nothing of life seems to be untouched in the creations that are displayed there.  I find myself wishing to go back in the apartment and grab a camera but it’s getting dark and I hate flash…but it is worth a try.