Light stitching

When Barry and I were in Las Vegas recently we stayed on the 50th floor of a posh hotel. We only had 'city views' not 'strip views' but we were OK with that!

At night as the lights played out for miles around us we mucked about with photographing and the funny effects we could create (note to self; gotta get out more).

Anyhow these ones were my favourites.  They look like running stitches against the night. Somehow there seems to be a bit of magic of poetry hidden amongst these thoughts - of light as stitching and holding together; of the night being imprinted and held by lights. Something for me to ponder anyway.