A true nightowl is I, but woe upon me when morning rises and the tendrils of fatigue won’t easily release me. Many an evening has arrived where I steadfastly said..this night will be different. As the sun descends my wakefulness builds and I find myself wondering…where did those hours melt away.
A tour of the carrier USS Midway reveals a cornucopia of detail. Much like a dog that finds interest in a blossoming spring field, the photographic eye can’t ignore the shapes, color and sheer metallicness of it all.Advertisements