Lurking

Playing with the iPhone. Go to the darkest part of the yard, set it face up on a chair so it’s stable, set it for the longest exposure it will do (not that long) and then lurk to see what I get.

And in the quarter moonlight & glow of the neighbors’ backyard lights, wearing a dark T-shirt, I turn into a disembodied head, hovering off on the side of the frame, floating among the ever-so-slightly trailed and blurry stars.

It’s a look.