Anyone for a game?
Month: January 2017
315.
A quiet sunset passes almost unnoticed, fading into the background with a whisper of gold as the party carries on.
314.
313.
I am still reflecting. The picture is not always clear. Sometimes we need not look, but rather interpret, remember, imagine.
312.
311.
Is it old? Or just referencing other places, other times, other cultures? And if so, where does it belong – here or there?
310.
It’s a twisted, messy, complicated thing… following the threads would take time, care, thought, intention. That’s how life works I suppose…