Of course, the evening has its own set of charms. Over and through the highway, have you seen those bright lights, row after row? //caption// These are unexpected gifts. Crispy sunny afternoons in August. Unexpected, but not exactly rare. On these days, the warm sunlight through the glass reminds me the room needs golden rays, the dust needs resettling, the curtains need re shuffling. I remind myself, I need not the glistening rain drops, very shy to make an appearance from amidst the green leaves, but that I also need the sunlight to see the rain drops glistening. Of course, the evening has its own set of charms. Over and through the highway, have you seen those bright lights, row after row? Each time I try capturing them in my phone gallery, I only get a hazy rendition of the crystal clear reality.
