after the storm — the wind thrashing and writhing in the trees, a seizure of electric power — after all this, the raindrops shiver on the window screens… the sky beds down for the night. ❤
notes from a creative life …
after the storm — the wind thrashing and writhing in the trees, a seizure of electric power — after all this, the raindrops shiver on the window screens… the sky beds down for the night. ❤