Self Portrait

Friday evening.  The sun hangs low in the west, but something moves in the east. Move as it may, it’s got to go through me. […]

It had to get out into the wild.

You can really see my scar in this one.

This is me in my secret identity. Mild mannered, perhaps, but ever watchful and vigilant…

Details regarding the circumstances surrounding this photograph are being kept secret.

When you steal treasure from an abandoned house, you better be ready to run lest some mystical guardian awaken angry.

Due to changes in weather, I was able to do the Kite Shot!  Woohoo! Also, other photos taken today:

I don’t know if my Contrade emerged victorious at the 16 August Il Palio, though I know we did not win on 2 July this […]