Dead End, Sep 30

I found this on the ground today.

An apparent suicide.

Twen Ti Nine

One more to go - getting sketchy.

With the sun turning blue and all.

September Twenty-eight. Growing Late.

As the year ages.

Or is it me? September nears its end anyway.

20110927 (Hello!)

The number of today.

Shooting photos while waiting out the rain.

Twenty-six-ish September.

Cold rain and wind today.

Just like a seamless transition back to summer.

Sunday 4:59 25 Sep

All's well that looks kinda OK.

'S what I say, today, anyway.

PostQuinox Sep24

Tipping point, the day after.

No change, eh? (What I can tell.)

We Have Equality

September 23, the day of re-entry into fall.

Next up, winter.

Prequinox 22 Sep

Countdown, babe. The tipping point is near.

You know what happens then. Right?

Prequinox Sep21

I ain't takin' no bets here...

But I think it's about over. Know what I mean?

Prequinox Countdown Sep 20

Hey, I'm ready.

The trees are already packed and some are leafing.

NineteenMonSep

Things get squirrelly

Along the fence.

SepEighteen.

Damp. Rain. Gray.

But under the bridge - color!

17Nine2011

The blossoms are closing up for the season.

And things are getting drippy around the edges.

Sep16. Fall Returns.

But no one told the flowers.

They are still smiling.

Relax - It's The 15th

Please return to your homes.

We are in control. What could possibly go wron?

Fourteen

Eyse from the skyze.

Or something. Something is happening here.

Sep 13, Here's What I Seen

Ducky-wucky.

On a wog.

SEP Doce

OK, José. Eh?

Fine by my anyhow. Time for a nap.

11th Of Today

Which is OK.

Around here.

10-9 Still Slightly Fine

OK by me anyway.

Don't 'spect much nohow. Bye.

9/9 Mighty Fine

How's by you?

OK here, eh?

8/9 Zzzzz

An abstract moment.

Waving paint quietly moving.

SEP7 Here

Hands across the Wednesday.

Howdy, podna!

Sep 06. Paint day.

Mmmm. Familiar colors.

I wonder where I've seen them before.

SEP5 Whatsit

Looks good to me.

Whatever.

SEP 4 11:24 AM

Under the bridge.

Lookie!

Wallthird, Septimus

Flat, vertical, abrasive.

Like me.

Too Nine

Too fine?

I don't think so. I'll take one to go.

01-SEP-01

Hands on the wall, numbers on the calendar.

The first of the ninth month, and a fresh set to go with.