If you were expecting something about the eruption, here’s an interesting tidbit I read this morning: After Kilauea’s 1924 summit explosions, the volcano entered a decade of piddly rumblings, followed by 18 years of silence. Experts say Kilauea may be heading toward years — even decades — of little or no activity.
“Piddly.” We shall see. Silence would be nice. As would fresh air. And no lava eating houses. Or lava bombs in the backyard . . .
And now, I turn to another past. In preparation for a photography course I plan to take (gotta figure out the blinding white parts), I started dredging up photos from previous travels, necks of temporary woods.
These are from one of my trips to Egypt, land of contrasts. They were all taken in or very near Cairo (with an old camera). Many Cairenes jostled to have their picture taken. Some, not so much.