Visibility II / V
After nine o'clock in the evening and again after ten o'clock in the evening, I photographed gigantic clouds of fog, among which nothing could be found to suggest a repo with any adjustments. Poor pictures went to the trash. While going to bed, I still had to glance at the brightened sky, and through the window it shone with a wonderful greenery. Rig your neck in a minute and get full speed to the edge of the ball field. The camera was just in hollow as a long beam splashed towards Otava’s Mizar and Alcoria. Then the fires went out.