Bremerton, far enough from Seattle to have real visible stars. Stars in dozens of colors, and the distant web of light left by Seattle's sprawling grasp is thousands upon thousands of colors, flickering on and off like fireflies as they pass behind trees. Hard, sometimes, not to wax philosophic, not to ponder the lines of light that link us all, yadda yadda. Pft. As it may be.
Seattle seen from a distance, a thin knife of light that divides sea and sky. My home, a web of light.
The bridges are like the anchor strands of the web, solid lines of streetlight orange from which all the finer sparkles radiate. We're looking at the West Seattle Bridge. Didn't see any Godzilla-sized photoluminescent spiders, though. Probably a good thing, that.
Buzzing the University of Washington. Anybody hear me, Tuesday night? :) You can see I-5 off on one side.
This area has so many trees for lights to blink in and out of behind that the entire thing was a flickering, shimmering mass.
Uh, industrial district, I think. My favorite picture. Seattle just looks... alive.
The faint blurred reflection at the top is the light bouncing off the metal plane wing. Kinda neat. Had to shoot in between the strobe light blinks on the wingtip. (little planes, like big planes, have red and green lights and strobes on each wingtip.)