Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Curved

Unseasonably mild air slides down the old curved stone facades - there's a quiet sense that everything might come to a halt.
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2 comments:

James said...

Lovely... the intersection of air and stone.

26 January 2012 at 01:06
Anonymous said...

I can feel that.

26 January 2012 at 14:23

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