Celebrating the season, here's the West Side, looking soft and dreamy reflected. I like the way that plant seems to be shouldering the blinds out of the way as if determined to get to the window, and how the leaves seem to be climbing up the church spire.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Saturday, April 5, 2014
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