Mornings. The concrete world and a brief encounter with Moon, again. // 📷 366skies
Along the way. The pale quiet white. City afar. // 📷 366skies
Afternoon. The passing weathers. The scent of rain the feel of frost. // 📷 366skies
In between. Re-occurring moments of serenity hiding from the noise elsewhere. // 📷 366skies
Afternoon. Spectators. A waiting for the sun. // 📷 366skies