I love the description used in this piece. Dee The rain arrived, late, after the heat of the day had bled out and the evening breeze had sunk in deep. The sun had not set, but it had abandoned its strength, filling the last hours of the day with cool light. The air had smoothed […]
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Nathalie M.L. Römer - Independent Author 