Along the way. Sky above sky below. // 📷 366skies
Mornings. Waking to the frost. Embracing what's out there, nevertheless. Waiting for the days light. // 📷 366skies
Mornings. The concrete world and a brief encounter with Moon, again. // 📷 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
10am. The clouds opted for rain. Wet hands cold hands and a small wind between the bridges and the river. New grey and fading green. Sundays out there.
Lunch break. A trace of colour below these skies. A few steps, just for moving, even heading nowhere. // 📷 366skies