Last light over the Pacific. 2008 has been a wonderful year, and soon its last light will be fading too. From Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s Ring Out, Wild Bells: Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
This is an image of the mountain view from where I live. For effect, I boosted the color and the contrast, then made it a black and white.
