"City" by on sak A wonderful sense of scale, this massive structure has an impressive amount of detail. The color contrast of warm to cool from foreground to background adds an interesting element--perhaps to suggest depth?
And sometimes I expect things to be different. I expect things to improve. To stop biting my nails and forgetting to blow out the candles. I expect things to be different just because I go somewhere different.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.