Golden hour at Los Angeles State Historic Park (a photo-blog)

The golden hour, as it is known, is a fortuitous place and time with triangulation in mind, in regards to photography. 

It would appear, and I heard it so, that I just happened to hit upon the golden hour here at Los Angeles State Historic Park, nearby the southernmost building as a photographer, with my new TCL Alcatel LX phone, with an 8 megapixel rear camera. 

I'm definitely pleased with the results. The slim crescent moon is just overhead, around 6:45 pm as I face a tree off to the side of the western edge of DTLA. The sun is 20°-30° over on my right hand side, and it's a mildly warm summer day that started with thick haze, nearly precipitation, but only some barely sprinkles in the air, this morning.  

In imagining how I might [or what I might] like to have within the frame, there ended up being three types of photographs. The first, I had imagined, ought to be a panorama, as a survey of the grounds of the park, with the towering high rise buildings as a focus; the foreground - young trees, lawn and hills, grit dirt winding walking path. Instead, however, I accidentally hit the time lapse button, so I've got a first-off Impressionist rendition a la Claude Monét or Vincent Van Gogh.

A photographic Impressionist image, if I might say so, myself.

The contrast of the setting sun over the hills, with the palm trees, Elysian Park, and some institutional buildings of Chinatown frame the monochromatic

A quick photo insert: perhaps some notion to affirm what I'd trawled out on Google Maps while recently highly curious about some sort of impending watershed disaster burgeoned by recent Southern California and Los Angeles [others; of] demographics depravities. As

In connection to recent surveying of the California terrain and topography of [several] the area I live in, places I frequent, recently; maps pertaining to affected areas of the recent California Wildfires.

I was caught by a blazing spirit of need for validation as well as supposing that I am, perhaps: a concededly mentally unwell common holistic self-status and discrete demographic as source development, pigeon-minded and prospectus outlook; of imagining: perhaps via not much of a {supposing} « supposing » sort of mindset beyond what the pop-up story purpose crisis for me to simply: otherwise, "suppose" that I truthfully" the beyond what I, at this, and in foreseeable ued to come: common happen-stance circumstances:

Do suppose that I would come to speak of; (write and type)

Think of unimaginably {constituent sort of myself; perhaps there are others, reasonably, orarbitrarily correlative} simply strange and perhaps, (in beginning to suppose; of anything): ostensibly [grain of truth]: milled-out, over time, as worthy and true: schizotipal auraldible bits; here and there, rich tapestries of what would off-hand, otherwise, I suppose - constitute imaginable stuff that I would have a mind about.

A look off to the horizon, where there are near or off-shore clouds that dip down, of intervalling; which I imagine constitutes a gravitational flow of the fulluvial flow of the groundwater layer between what m 

Martha's Mini Mart, where the photos were taken.