There are dreams that defy gravity. There’s imagination that challenges reality. There’s the wanderlust that drives your senses. There’s the spectator becoming the player. There’s the viewer who stood witness. There’s the art of going places and there’s the moment you arrive.
What's that light?
ReplyDeleteA humble light, nestled in the foilage of the lawn, waiting for a foggy night so it can be noticed more than it usually is...
ReplyDeleteWow... lovely!! I thought so, but wasn't sure.
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