The morning light came and went. Bright spots, dark clouds like my week radical changes often dark. Noon a incredible downpour.
Three pm a breeze sun and rich saturated light. There is a look that follows a Thunder Storm or downpour. Clear yet so much moisture in the air, combined with the late light warm on the kelvin scale.
It is the light, the smell it is Autumn
Just color swatches here not high art just a look at the day. My day seeking bright color at the end of a dark week.
The day mirrors my week. The E.R. on Wed. night. Not able to walk for three days. A friend is gone, my best friend. The call came Sat morning it was not unexpected but I still start to cry Inara rushes to me hugging me so much love, compassion from a child. She takes me through knowing when to play and when to hug. peace pjc
Photographic Art Abstract Nude