The rain...
The false impression of winter lines the sky as it turns brighter at the top while the bottom grows darker. The dirty window trick with their streaks that the rain has started, but it is still in mid travel to the house. A smile grows on the faces of children who look up awaiting the snow in mid July.
Man, I was looking at some photographs my mother and father shot back in their photography days, and wow. Its so amazing to me how someone can capture light and... I don't even know how to put it into words. I especially like the snowy pictures of my house about ten years ago. Or my second favorite, wait no, favorite, me crying as a baby on Santa's lap. I guess that was when my hatred started.... okay so I don't really hate the man. I don't know. Clean clean clean. Must go clean.
Man, I was looking at some photographs my mother and father shot back in their photography days, and wow. Its so amazing to me how someone can capture light and... I don't even know how to put it into words. I especially like the snowy pictures of my house about ten years ago. Or my second favorite, wait no, favorite, me crying as a baby on Santa's lap. I guess that was when my hatred started.... okay so I don't really hate the man. I don't know. Clean clean clean. Must go clean.