He called it the little observatory. The instrument, he explained, was used for measuring the electrical state of the atmosphere. Its wooden box, with the latch that was too small to be opened by a mittened hand. Later, the photographer disappeared into a bag with only his arms showing. Darkness was necessary, he explained, for capturing light.
1 In the letter he declared his intention of taking the ponies, five dozen sled dogs, and a motor car for use wherever there are no mountains.
2 Despite their best efforts, the snow came inside. Each day they used the wing of a giant storm petrel to sweep it out again.
3 She placed the instrument in the snow outside her bedroom window. The crossed lenses revealed the inner stress. The point of inevitable fracture.