Mastering_light:
"As the sun dips low, it bids adieu. But the beauty of the scene does not fade, It lingers on, a memory to be made". H. Blake
Mastering_light:
Just another day at the beach
Mastering_light:
"The burning sun who's going to leave"
Mastering_light:
It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. John Burroughs