Afternoon, kind of. Moving on moving through flying with the clouds. // 📷 366skies
(Sometimes you're moving down odd mental lanes and end up in uncanny places that still feel as unreal as they probably are. And sometimes you step back and look around without any strolling and try to figure out where you are and how you by chance got there. Blue sky, shattered white, grey concrete. Three colours to enclose universes.)
Early evening. The change of mood the change of light. Above, below. // 📷 366skies
The quiet cold that remains hidden from the sun. // 📷 lost-in-moments
Weiter nördlich: Verweilen unter kahlen Ästen. Buntes Laub in dunkle Beete kratzen. Die Tropfen auf dem Laubendach hören. Feuchten Herbst atmen. Nahe ferne Stadt.