Good Morning, There's nothing wrong with your camera or TV set.....so they say. It's like any other day. You grab your camera and go into the woods. It's familiar, but something has changed. Some things are here but others are missing, as if left on a table in the distant past, yet you remember. You step lightly and look for friends. When you find them their names are changed and their faces look like pictures in boxes, like the frames of a photographer's uneasy dreamscape. PARAGRAPH They leave notes in the wilderness and tell you where they've been, and then you don't feel so alone. It's an ISO 100 sky with the canopy closing in. The ferns are like giants as you get smaller. You can't help but wonder if the terrain ahead is rocky. Maybe there is a cool stream in a clearing with smooth water. For now, all is deep in the tangled understory with the messy rabbit hole full of photos close by. Then, you emerge from the hole only to realize that someone has indeed changed the channel to infra-red. It feels like the Twilight Zone, but you can relax because you're in the familiar and comforting place known as Monday in Nature.