I rarely like to toot my own horn, but I've been in a sweeping literary mode this past hour, and what spilled out of a reply I posted to a flickr member who loved this photo so much surprised me.
so here it is...
aww, thanks so much B. I too love this shot. It's so unlike my usual style, but something about coming home that night - it was not an ending, just a beginning.
The twilight was a like a soft veil of sleep covering my city, my eyes, and a knowing that tomorrow will bring new possibilities, new adventures, and of course, the daylight...
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