Buddhas Around Town


Voting is still open, see The White House Farmer. (Pretty sure this is a non-partisan position).
It was perhaps because it was the most moonless night of the year–the last absent moon of winter–when absence and darkness reveal the plenum of potentiality, that I was able to see (and photograph with a phone) some of the stars recognized as the constellation Orion, despite the lights of the city.
