I always feel like I am living inside a watercolour painting when the weather changes this way, like all the hardness and graphic lines have been washed away, leaving pastel people and buildings in its wake.
Friday, March 4, 2011
My city in the rain
Our weather has turned once again and today rain has been our constant companion turning the sky to a grey canvas and softening the lines of the city.
I always feel like I am living inside a watercolour painting when the weather changes this way, like all the hardness and graphic lines have been washed away, leaving pastel people and buildings in its wake.
I always feel like I am living inside a watercolour painting when the weather changes this way, like all the hardness and graphic lines have been washed away, leaving pastel people and buildings in its wake.
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