The Last Days of Summer.

The Last Days of Summer.

It’s only two days until I attend college and it’s quite comforting to reminisce the days when the sun was up very brightly and the leaves of the trees were as green as ever. It was the middle of August and some of the grass were starting to turn into red-orange. The wind was mild, but still I can feel its rapid rush on my face while I sit on the porch.

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Pink sunset.

Pink sunset.

magnificent.
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The Artwork That’s Over Us

The Artwork That’s Over Us

For me, it’s relaxing to observe the sky and just sit down and feel its strength; whether it’s about to rain or it’s noon, the sky is one hell of an art work that we don’t appreciate much everyday. Observing and feeling the wind and sunshine is more awesome than looking at a photograph of it or a film. It’s a performance art that begins and ends beautifully (sunrise and sunset).

Whenever I see the sky in its glory, I take a photo to remind me of it, since no two clouds are the same every time. Continue reading “The Artwork That’s Over Us”