The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
– Aesop said that, or so i’m told

The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
– Aesop said that, or so i’m told
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The gentle glow from the building lights reflects off the wet pavement, casting a calm and peaceful mood after the morning rain. It’s as if the storm gave the world a moment to breathe and shine a little softer.
I love the feel of this picture. If you are looking out from a warm cosy room then all is well but if you are outside you long for the warmth of that inviting porch light