Monday, June 4, 2018


The storms have been nothing short of wild lately. Winds that flattened all the chairs on my balcony, spun the trash away from their dumpsters and melted sidewalks into unnamed river. They rolled in yellow, green, dark--quick bruises. One day leaving work I drove the outline of one all the way to the gym, fifteen miles of route that just happened to curve perfectly around a chaotic centerpiece. I walked in the door a mere minute before rain dumped onto everything, applauding my arrival. I snapped the picture above on the evening before my birthday. Impressive sunset followed.

No comments:

Post a Comment