HB.
“Maybe I… maybe I ain’t the same. And what you’re waiting for, ain’t there no more anyway.”
Visualization
Fresh sheets. A lush duvet, waking up to floor to ceiling windows. The air is brisk. The kettle is already on, teacups are ready. The air rushes by as you let the brisk morning in through the balcony door. The city bustles below and the Eifel Tower looms overhead.
I’m not much one for writing these days.
I attended a local event that happens every year. A backyard band all-day long kind of event. It’s really cool, there are 4 levels to it. The bottom floor/pit. The stage/viewing area. And then there a ladder you can use to get on top of this hut that sits on the stage/viewing area level. And lastly there is a top level, which is the balcony of a house that is situated above. A really unique and fun event.
Other than that, I am simply myself. Working on what I can and always viewing things from different angles. Enjoy these shots from the week, and thanks for reading.
Stay warm.
dc
