Another brittle day, the air hanging in shards away from the light. Inside the light, there’s warmth, stillness. I see people crossing the road just to feel it on their skin. Or avoiding it, or waiting for it, or just feeling what’s left behind…
Another brittle day, the air hanging in shards away from the light. Inside the light, there’s warmth, stillness. I see people crossing the road just to feel it on their skin. Or avoiding it, or waiting for it, or just feeling what’s left behind…
Awesome. Love the combo of color, light and idea.
Thank you. Thanks also for the comment, which reminds me it’s time for me to spend some more time on your wonderful site… will do that.