Sometimes when Mother Nature’s light comes across the landscape—or the dinner table—flat, so horizontal it’s imitating the horizon, the mundane takes on a different dimension.
If that makes sense.
Wine divine
Thursday, 19 June 2014
Thursday, 19 June 2014
Sometimes when Mother Nature’s light comes across the landscape—or the dinner table—flat, so horizontal it’s imitating the horizon, the mundane takes on a different dimension.
If that makes sense.
20 June 2014 at 6:37 pm
OOTF says:
Boy, those are some long shadows on those empty glasses!