The way those clouds were in the sky.
The way the light fell just so.
The way you looked at me.
How can we bear that these beautiful things will never be again?
Month:October 2014
I am to You
I am to You
As a song to a sunset
Look west
My girlfriend texted me yesterday … “look west.” It was early evening and I immediately knew exactly what that meant. It meant that as I sat in my basement office I was missing some quality sky-viewing. I jumped to my feet and ran outside. I was richly rewarded! The view east wasn’t bad either (below)!
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