A view from our upstairs window at the time. I love the gold and the red and the dark; I am filled with a deep ache, a longing and nostalgia. This is an image of glory, of timelessness.
A view from our upstairs window at the time. I love the gold and the red and the dark; I am filled with a deep ache, a longing and nostalgia. This is an image of glory, of timelessness.
