Starry Starry Night

I've finally gotten all the photos processed from my nights in LoDo. I've also been up since 04.30 this morning, did a 5k run, and been going solid all day. It's now 21.00 and time for me to sleep. I'll load the processed shots on my jumpdrive and post them all from work tomorrow, as it's bound to be a quiet day.

Thus, I bring you another teaser trailer. This is a post-pubcrawl shot from roughly 02.00, on a night of pure Van Gogh brilliance.

Behold, the winter constellation Orion, faithful hound in tow, caught up in a net of branches:

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue,
morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand
what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen,
they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life,
as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant
for one
as beautiful as you.

--- Don McLean, 'Vincent'

Sweet Dreams,

LFR